The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.@Psalm 23:1

At­trib­ut­ed to John Beau­mont (1762–1822). The words were in print by 1856.

Le­o­ni, He­brew me­lo­dy, Sac­red Har­mo­ny, 1780 (🔊 pdf nwc).

My shepherd is the Lamb,
The living Lord who died;
With all things good I ever am
By Him supplied.
He richly feeds my soul
With blessings from above,
And leads me where the rivers roll
Of endless love.

My soul He doth restore
Whene’er I go astray;
He makes my cup of joy run o’er
From day to day;
His love, so full, so free,
Anoints my head with oil;
Mercy and goodness follow me,
Fruit of His toil.

When faith and hope shall cease,
And love abide alone,
Then shall I see Him face to face,
And know as known.
Still shall I lift my voice,
His praise my song shall be;
And I will in His love rejoice
Who died for me.