The Lord is our shepherd.

THE Lord my Shepherd is; I shall be well supplied; Since he is mine, and I am his, What can I want beside?

He leads me to the place Where heav'nly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows.

If e'er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim, And guides me, in his own right way, For his most holy name. While he affords his aid, I can not yield to fear; Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade My Shepherd's with me there.