Verse 1

O Thou in whose presence my soul takes delight, On whom in affliction I call; My comfort by day and my song in the night, My hope, my salvation, my all.

Verse 2

Where dost Thou, dear Shepherd, resort with Thy sheep To feed them in pastures of love? Say, why in the valley of death should I weep, Or alone in this wilderness rove?

Verse 3

He looks, and ten thousand of angels rejoice, And myriads now wait for His word; He speaks, and eternity, filled with His voice, Re-echoes the praise of the Lord.

Verse 4

Dear Shepherd, I hear, and will follow Thy call, I know the sweet sound of Thy voice; Protect and defend me, for Thou art my all, And in Thee I will ever rejoice.