About the Work
The King of Love My Shepherd Is
by Henry Williams Baker
The King of love my Shepherd is,
Whose goodness fails me never,
I nothing lack if I am His
And He is mine forever.
Where streams of living water flow
with gentle care He leads me,
And where the verdant pastures grow,
With heavn’ly food He feeds me.
In death’s dark vale I fear no ill
With you, dear Lord, beside me;
Your rod and staff my comfort still,
Your cross before to guide me.
And so through all the length of days
Thy goodness fails me never;
Good Shepherd, may I sing Your praise
Within Your house forever.