The King of Love My Shepherd Is

Words: Henry W. Baker · Music: Irish melody · 1868

Verse 1
The King of love my shepherd is,
whose goodness faileth never;
I nothing lack if I am his
and he is mine forever.

Verse 2
Where streams of living water flow,
my ransomed soul he leadeth,
and where the verdant pastures grow
with food celestial feedeth.

Verse 3
Perverse and foolish oft I strayed,
but yet in love he sought me,
and on his shoulder gently laid,
and home, rejoicing, brought me.

Verse 4
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.

Verse 5
Thou spread'st a table in my sight;
thine unction grace bestoweth,
and oh! what transport of delight
from thy pure chalice floweth.

Verse 6
And so throughout the length of days
thy goodness faileth never;
Good Shepherd, may I sing thy praise
within thy house forever.

Words: Henry W. Baker, 1868 | Music: Irish melody, 19th c.

Eternal Life · God, Love of · God, Providence of · Jesus as Shepherd · Psalms