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.]