Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907.
By The King of love my Shepherd isSir Henry Williams Baker (18211877)
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Whose goodness faileth never;
I nothing lack if I am His
And He is mine for ever.
My ransomed soul He leadeth,
And, where the verdant pastures grow,
With food celestial feedeth.
But yet in love He sought me,
And on His shoulder gently laid,
And home, rejoicing, brought me.
With Thee, dear Lord, beside me;
Thy rod and staff my comfort still,
Thy Cross before to guide me.
Thy unction grace bestoweth;
And, oh, what transport of delight
From Thy pure Chalice floweth!
Thy goodness faileth never;
Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise
Within Thy house for ever.