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The King of Love

The King of love my Shepherd is,

Whose goodness faileth never;

I nothing lack if I am His and

He is mine forever.

 

Where streams of living water flow,

My ransomed soul He leadeth,

And where the verdant pastures grow,

With food celestial feedeth.

 

Perverse and foolish oft I strayed,

But yet in love He sought me,

And on His shoulders gently laid,

And home, rejoicing brought me.

 

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.

 

Thou spread'st a table in my sight,

Thy unction grace bestoweth;

And O what transport of delight

From Thy pure chalice floweth!

 

And so through all the length of days

Thy goodness faileth never:

Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy

Praise within Thy house forever.


--
Joni


Joni Bailey
Administrative Assistant
Good Shepherd Presbyterian Church
704 364-1234 * admin@gspc.net