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Psalm 23: Isaac Watts

PSALM 23 (LM) God our Shepherd

My Shepherd is the living Lord;
Now shall my wants be well supplied;
His providence and holy word
Become my safety and my guide.

In pastures where salvation grows
He makes me feed, he makes me rest;
There living water gently flows,
And all the food's divinely blest.

My wand'ring feet his ways mistake,
But he restores my soul to peace,
And leads me, for his mercy's sake,
In the fair paths of righteousness.

Though I walk through the gloomy vale
Where death and all its terrors are,
My heart and hope shall never fail,
For God my Shepherd's with me there.

Amidst the darkness and the deeps
Thou art my comfort, thou my stay;
Thy staff supports my feeble steps,
Thy rod directs my doubtful way.

The sons of earth, and sons of hell,
Gaze at thy goodness, and repine
To see my table spread so well
With living bread and cheerful wine.

[How I rejoice when on my head
Thy Spirit condescends to rest!
'Tis a divine anointing, shed
Like oil of gladness at a feast.

Surely the mercies of the Lord
Attend his household all their days;
There will I dwell to hear his word,
To seek his face, and sing his praise.



PSALM 23 (CM) God our Shepherd

My shepherd will supply my need,
 Jehovah is his name;
In pastures fresh he makes me feed,
 Beside the living stream.
He brings my wand'ring spirit back
 When I forsake his ways;
And leads me, for his mercy's sake,
 In paths of truth and grace.
When I walk through the shades of death,
 Thy presence is my stay;
A word of thy supporting breath
 Drives all my fears away.
Thy hand, in sight of all my foes,
 Doth still my table spread,
My cup with blessings overflows,
 Thine oil anoints my head.
The sure provisions of my God
 Attend me all my days:
O may thy house be mine abode,
 And all my work be praise!
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.



PSALM 23 (SM) God 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 cannot yield to fear;
Though I should walk through death's dark shade,
 My Shepherd's with me there.

 In sight of all my foes,
 Thou dost my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
 And joy exalts my head.

 The bounties of thy love
 Shall crown my following days;
Nor from thy house will I remove,
 Nor cease to speak thy praise.


[Originally from The DEFI Project - University of Liege. Psalm 23]