The King of love my Shepherd is, Whose goodness faileth never; I nothing lack if I am His, And He is mine forever. Where streams of living water flow My ransomed soul He leadeth, And where the verdant pastures grow With food celestial feedeth. Perverse and foolish oft I strayed, But yet in love He sought me, And on His shoulder gently laid, And home rejoicing brought me. In death's dark vale I fear no ill, With Thee, dear Lord, beside me; Thy rod and staff my comfort still, Thy cross before to guide me. And so, through all the length of day, Thy goodness faileth never; Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise Within Thy house forever. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HIS REQUEST TO JULIA by ROBERT HERRICK PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 22. AL-BASIT by EDWIN ARNOLD NUPTIAL ODE ON THE MARRIAGE OF HIS ROYAL HIGHNESS THE PRINCE OF WALES by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN COLONIZATION OF AFRICA by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD |