139 C.M. Isaac Watts
Christ a Shepherd. John 10. 11, 14; Ps. 23
1
My Shepherd will supply my need;
 
Jehovah is his name.
 
In pastures fresh he makes me feed,
 
Beside the living stream.
2
He brings my wandering spirit back,
 
When I forsake his ways;
 
And leads me, for his mercy’s sake,
 
In paths of truth and grace.
3
When I walk through the shades of death,
 
Thy presence is my stay;
 
A word of thy supporting breath
 
Drives all my fears away.
4
Thy hand, in sight of all my foes,
 
Does still my table spread;
 
My cup with blessings overflows;
 
Thy oil anoints my head.
5
The sure provisions of my God
 
Attend me all my days.
 
O may thy house be my abode,
 
And all my work be praise!
6
[There would I find a settled rest,
 
(While others go and come)
 
No more a stranger or a guest,
 
But like a child at home.]