6-7s. Psalm xxiii. 1 JESUS the good Shepherd is; Jesus died the sheep to save; He is mine, and I am his; All I want in him I have, Life, and health, and rest, and food, All the plenitude of God.
2 Jesus loves and guards his own; Me in verdant pastures feeds; Makes me quietly lie down, By the streams of comfort leads: Following him where'er he goes, Silent joy my heart o'erflows.
3 He in sickness makes me whole, Guides into the paths of peace; He revives my fainting soul, Stablishes in righteousness; Who for me vouchsafed to die, Loves me still, - I know not why!
4 Unappalled by guilty fear, Through the mortal vale I go; My eternal Life is near; Thee my Life in death I know; Bless thy chastening, cheering rod, Die into the arms of God!
5 Till that welcome hour I see, Thou before my foes dost feed; Bidd'st me sit and feast with thee, Pour'st thy oil upon my head; Giv'st me all I ask, and more, Mak'st my cup of joy run o'er.
6 Love divine shall still embrace, Love shall keep me to the end; Surely all my happy days I shall in thy temple spend, Till I to thy house remove, Thy eternal house above!
