[MUSIC--"MY SHEPHERD WILL SUPPLY MY NEED"]

(SINGING) 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; Oh, may Thy house be mine abode, And all my work be praise! There would I find a settled rest (While others go and come), No more a stranger or a guest, But like a child at home.

No more a stranger or a guest, But like a child at home.

But like a child at home.