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Sunday, December 7, 2008

Sunday's Hymn: The Lord is My Shepherd

The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want.
He makes me down to lie
In pastures green; He leadeth me
The quiet waters by.

My soul He doth restore again;
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
Even for His own Name’s sake.

Yea, though I walk in death’s dark vale,
Yet will I fear no ill;
For Thou art with me; and Thy rod
And staff my comfort still.

My table Thou hast furnishèd
In presence of my foes;
My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.

Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me;
And in God’s house forevermore
My dwelling place shall be.

Paraphrase of Psalm 23 from the Scottish Psalter, 1650

Tune: Crimond, Jessie S. Irvine, 1872


C.W.S. said...

As you know, I do like this one very much!

Willow said...

I'll be humming this wonderful hymn all day! Thanks!

ellen b. said...

Good Sunday to you from San Francisco Dorothy! I hear you are really cold in the Chicago area. Stay warm and have a wonderful week enjoying our Shepherd who cares so much for us...