Ordinary Time // Part 1 // Week 9 // Aug. 7-13

My Shepherd will supply my need,
Jehovah is his name;
in pastures fresh he makes me feed,
beside the living stream.
He brings my wand'ring 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;
one word of thy supporting breath
drives all my fears away.
Thy hand in sight of all my foes,
does 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 that 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, nor a guest,
but like a child at home.

Lyrics: Isaac Watts, 1719

Music: American traditional

Vocals: Ebony Nicole, Seth Crissman