The Lord’s my shepherd, I’ll not want
Green pastures rise and from the font
Flow waters, ever gentle, to surround me
My soul restored, my heart aflame
My feet will walk and for that Name
My lungs will lift to sing, Hallelujah.
Chorus: Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah.
In darkest valley, I’ll not fear
Though evil threat be crouching near
Your Presence ever shadows and enfolds me
At banquet feast you bid me rest
With enemies as table guests
My cup o’erflows with shouts of Hallelujah.
Now goodness rests upon my head,
To follow all my days, no dread
But mercy comes running to embrace me
With love’s refrain I shall obtain,
A dwelling place in God’s new Reign
And fallow fields in chorus yield hallelujah!
©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org.
Reprinted from In the Land of the Living: Prayers personal and public