The Lord is My Shepherd

I am like a lost sheep, fallen and afraid.

While growing more hopeless on a path I have made!

In an habitual rut without any light

I cry out for help and I hear these words in the night:

"I am thy shepherd and you shall not want

Through my goodness and mercy, you can confront

All the dark paths you have taken and the pits you have made

Come follow me to where redemption is paved!"

I partake of green pastures 

Where my Spirit can now hrive 

Near a pure stream to treasure

I am so blessed, made alive!

Thankful, I still remember how easy it is to fall

I know I must stay within the shepherd's call
Through His merciful good news I know I am safe
And share with others how I have been saved!

The Lord is my shepherd,

To Him, I belong.

I am thankful I heard...

His pasture I'm on.