The King of love my shepherd is, Whose goodness faileth never; I nothing lack if I am His And He is mine forever. | 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. |
Where streams of living water flow, My ransomed soul He leadeth And, where the verdant pastures grow, With food celestial feedeth. | Thou spredst a table in my sight; Thine unction grace bestoweth; And, oh, what transport of delight From Thy pure chalice floweth! |
Perverse and foolish oft I strayed, But yet in love He sought me And on His shoulder gently laid And home rejoicing brought me. | And so through all the length of days Thy goodness faileth never. Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise Within Thy house forever. |
King's College Choir Cambridge Hymns The King of Love my Shepherd is - YouTube
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