(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)
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 foolishoft I strayed,
But yet in love He sought me,
And on His shoulder gently laid,
And home rejoicing brought me.
And so thru all the length of days
Thy goodness faileth never:
Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise
Within Thy house forever.