My Shepherd Will Supply My Need

My Shepherd will supply my need:
Jehovah is His Name;
In pastures fresh He makes me feed
Beside the living stream
He brings my wandering spirit back
When I forsake His ways
And leads me, for His mercy’s sake
In paths of truth and grace
When I walk through the shades of death
Thy presence is my stay;
A word of Thy supporting breath
Drives all my fears away
Thy hand, in sight of all my foes
Doth still my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows
Thine oil anoints my head
The sure provisions of my God
Attend me all my days;
O may Thy house be my abode
And all my work be praise!
There would I find a settled rest
While others go and come;
No more a stranger, nor a guest
But like a child at home