The Lord is my Shepherd; no want I need fear;
He guides and attends me with fostering care,
And leads me in pastures the world never knows,
Beside the still waters of life to repose.
When, vex'd with temptation, I heavily move,
My soul he restores with the tenderest love;
In plain paths of righteousness still am I found;
The malice of Satan, by grace, I confound.
Though through Death's dark valley in sorrow I tread,
In this shadow'd world, no affliction I dread;
For Thou, Lord, art with me, each step of the road-
Thy comforting presence my staff and my rod.
With choicest refreshments, my board Thou hast crowned,
While foes that revile me in famine are found;
The oil of rejoicing on me Thou hast pour'd-
My cup runneth over with blessings, dear Lord!
Thy goodness and mercy shall still be my song;
Eternity's raptures Thy praises prolong:
In courts of the house of my God I shall dwell,
The chorus of heaven in triumph to swell.
G.
" Now unto Him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us, unto Him be glory in the Church by Christ Jesus throughout all ages, world without end. Amen."-Eph. 3:20, 21.