The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.@Psalm 23:1
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George Herbert (1593–1632)

George Her­bert (1593–1632). Pub­lished post­hu­mous­ly in The Tem­ple, 1633.

Un­i­ver­si­ty Charles Col­lign­on (1725–1785), in A Col­lec­tion of Psalms for the Use of Par­ish Church­es, by P. Hell­en­daal, page 90 (🔊 pdf nwc).

The God of love my shepherd is,
And He that doth me feed;
While He is mine and I am His,
What can I want or need?

He leads me to the tender grass,
Where I both feed and rest;
Then to the streams that gently pass:
In both I have the best.

Or if I stray, He doth convert,
And bring my mind in frame,
And all this not for my desert,
But for His holy name.

Yea, in death’s shady black abode
Well may I walk, not fear;
For Thou art with me, and Thy rod
To guard, Thy staff to bear.

Surely Thy sweet and wondrous love
Shall measure all my days;
And as it never shall remove
So neither shall my praise.