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 through the shades of death I walk,
your presence is my stay;
one word of your supporting breath
drives all my fears away.
Your hand in sight of all my foes,
does still my table spread;
my cup with Blessings overflows,
your oil anoints my head.

The sure provisions of my God
Attend me all my days;
O may your 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.

~ Isaac Watts

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Be Glad Of Heart

Be glad of heart, all you who seek
To lodge where welcome waits;
Our Shepherd owns a rock-walled fold
And wide has flung the gates.

Christ, sent to gather in the flock
To dwell in God's embrace,
Walks by our side toward blessedness
Where love prepares our place.

With anxious care God scans the road
For signs of our approach
And runs to meet us, sinners all,
With blessing, not reproach.

So let us sing as on we go
Until our travels cease
Where God, our shelter at the last,
Enfolds us deep in peace.

~ Genevieve Glenn, OSB

source: Magnificat, Vol. 14, No. 13