The Lord my pasture shall prepare
Sacred Hymns (Manchester Hymnal)
(1840, 1912 ed.),
1. The Lord my pasture shall prepare,And feed me with a shepherd’s care;His presence shall my wants supply,And guard me with a watchful eye;My noonday walks He shall attend,And all my midnight hours defend.
2. When in the sultry glebe I faint,Or on the thirsty mountain pant,To fertile vales and dewy meadsMy weary, wand’ring steps He leadsWhere peaceful rivers, soft and slow,Amid the verdant landscape flow.
3. Though in the paths of death I tread,With gloomy horrors overspread,My steadfast heart shall fear no ill,For Thou, O Lord, art with me still,Thy friendly rod shall give me aid,And guide me through the dreadful shade.
4. Though in a bare and rugged way,Through devious lonely wilds I stray,Thy presence shall my pains beguile;The barren wilderness shall smile,With green and beauteous herbage crowned,And streams shall murmur all around.