The LORD is my shepherd

Jehovah is my shepherd dear;
He careth for my soul.
He is a helper ever near
Who keeps my spirit whole.
In pastures green and springing with delight,
He maketh me to rest;
With living water streaming bright
He bringeth me abreast.

My soul to Him He doth restore
When I have gone astray;
He leads me by His jealous pow'r
Upon the perfect way,
And though the vale of death I've often trod,
I fear not any ill—
Thine ever-present staff and rod
My heart shall comfort still.

Thou bringest me with Thee to sup
In sight of all my foes;
Thou pourest out until my cup
Of blessing overflows,
And I shall dwell with Thee forevermore
And know Thee face to face,
Thy goodness there to e'er adore,
Thy mercy e'er to praise.

—To "The Boy with the Auburn Hair" (traditional Irish air), completed 6/27/2012