PSALM 23. Part 1. L. M. 1 THE Lord, my Shepherd, knows his sheep, And will for all their wants provide; He doth my soul in safety keep, And is mine everlasting guide. 2. In verdent* fields my pasture grows, Beneath the cooling shade I rest, There living water gently flows, And all my nourishment is blest. 3 When Satan by some bold attack, Has turn'd mine erring feet astray, If Christ, my Lord, my life, appear, Bespeaks the kind forgiving God, His generous wine o'erflows my cup. PSALM 23. Part 2. L. M. Christ the good Shepherd. 1 THE Lord of heaven my Shepherd is, I shall not want, if I be his, Verdant, green. He will my soul in safety keep, Among the thousands of his sheep. 2 He brings me where his flock is seen, To feed on pastures fresh and green; He leads me near the water side, Where living streams in silence glide. 3 If once my feet mistake his way (And sheep, alas! are prone to stray,) His cheering staff, his chastening rod, Restore and bring me back to God. 4 Yea, should I death's dark valley tread, Nor death nor danger would I dread, I'd take my comfort from above, And die rejoicing in his love. 5 My murmuring foes with envy fret, For God has well my table set; With oil he makes my face to shine, My cup o'erflows with generous wine. 6 I'm sure, from sweet experience past, That God will own my soul at last; Within his house I hope to 'abide And like a child at home reside. PSALM 23. C. M. The Lord will provide. 1 MY Shepherd is the Lord most high, In whom the sheep confide; I shall not want; for Christ is nigh, 2 In pastures green, o'er flowery meads, Beside the purling brook, Me, like a sheep, my Shepherd leads With heaven's mysterious crook, 3 When I his holy way mistake He doth my soul restore, * Purling, flowing with a gentle noise. And leads me for his mercy's sake 4 Yea, should I walk through shades of death, His presence is my stay; A word of God's supporting breath 5 Before my murmuring foes I sup, His generous wine o'erflows my cup, 6 His goodness shall my days attend, Within his house and near my friend 7 There would I find a settled rest PSALM 23. S. M. The bounty of Providence. 1 THE Lord my Shepherd is, 3 Where heavenly pastures grow 3 If e'er I turn astray He doth my soul reclaim, For his most holy name. To vouchsafe, to condescend. 4 If God afford his aid, I cannot yield to fear; Not death shall make my soul afraid, appear. 5 Invidious foes repine, To see my table spread; My cup o'erflows with generous wine, 6 Redeem'd from death and hell, PSALM 24. C. M. Dwelling with God. 1 THIS earth, and all this earth contains, Belongs, O God, to thee; And while the 'establish'd world remains, It rests on thy decree. 2 Thou hast on earth a dwelling found Here hast thou fixt the solid ground, 3 But who, my God, shall see thy face The man who humbly trusts thy grace, 4 His hands are clean, his heart is pure, This man shall find the blessing sure 5 Lift up your heads, ye heavenly gates, * Invidious, envious. The King of glory, lo! he waits! 6 The King of glory! who can tell He rules the nations; but to dwell PSALM 24. L. M. The residence of the saints. 1 THIS earth, O God, is thine, with all The fullness of the world is thine. The man whom pride can ne'er allure, Whose hands are clean, whose heart is pure, Who ne'er has sworn by God in vain, This man shall heaven at last attain. 5 These are the blest of human kind, Who seek thy face, and favor find; They shall enjoy the blissful sight, And dwell in everlasting light. 6 Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high, Behold the King of glory nigh! Who can this King of glory be? The Lord omnipotent is he. 7 Ye heavenly gates, your leaves display, To make the Lord, the Savior, way, |