Scripture Verse

He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. Psalm 23:2


Words: W. F. McNa­ma­ra, in Crown of Gold, ed­it­ed by Will­iam Giffe & Frank M. Da­vis (Lo­gans­port, In­di­ana: Home Mu­sic, 1892), num­ber 40.

Music: Si­er­ra Ne­va­da Will­iam T. Giffe, 1892 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Mc­Na­ma­ra’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of him (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

William T. Giffe (1848–1926)


Christ the Shepherd
Bernhard Plockhorst (1825–1907)
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By wa­ters cool and sweet,
From liv­ing foun­tains fed,
My Shep­herd leads my ea­ger feet,
To fresh­er meads ahead.

The ten­der ver­dure springs
And blos­soms where we stray;
And at each step my glad heart sings,
So sweet I find the way.

The heat of burn­ing noons
Is tem­pered to my need;
And all His wise­ly giv­en boons
Are mine be­fore I plead.

More of His love and care
I learn from day to day,
And more of His rich boun­ty share,
As by His side I stay.

Dear Shep­herd, if from Thee
My err­ing feet should rove,
O chide me kind­ly, ten­der­ly,
And bring me back in love.