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2. Through the valley and shadow of death though I stray, | 2. Through the valley and shadow of death though I stray, | ||
Since Thou art my guardian, no evil I fear; | Since Thou art my guardian, no evil I fear; | ||
Thy rod shall defend me, | Thy rod shall defend me, Thy staff be my stay, | ||
No harm can befall, with my Comforter near. | No harm can befall, with my Comforter near. | ||
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With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er; | With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er; | ||
With perfume and oil Thou anointest my head; | With perfume and oil Thou anointest my head; | ||
O what shall I ask of | O what shall I ask of Thy providence more? | ||
4. Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God! | 4. Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God! | ||
Still follow my steps till I meet Thee above; | Still follow my steps till I meet Thee above; | ||
I seek,—by the path which my forefathers trod | I seek,—by the path which my forefathers trod | ||
Through the land of their sojourn, | Through the land of their sojourn,—Thy kingdom of love.</pre> | ||
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Revision as of 23:49, 10 September 2007
Sheet Music
- Version from Deseret Sunday School Songs, 1909 (no. 212)
- MIDI
- LilyPond
- Copyright: Public Domain
- Contributer: Veramet 17:36, 10 September 2007 (MDT)
Tunes
- Forsaken (also Verlassen Bin or Verlassen), by Thomas Koschat (1845–1914), 1862
Lyrics
- Poet: James Montgomery (1771–1854), 1822
- Copyright: Public Domain
Lyrics from The Poetical Works of James Montgomery. Vol. II, 1860 p. 260
1. The Lord is my shepherd, no want shall I know; I feed in green pastures, safe-folded I rest; He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow, Restores me when wandering, redeems when opprest. 2. Through the valley and shadow of death though I stray, Since Thou art my guardian, no evil I fear; Thy rod shall defend me, Thy staff be my stay, No harm can befall, with my Comforter near. 3. In the midst of affliction my table is spread; With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er; With perfume and oil Thou anointest my head; O what shall I ask of Thy providence more? 4. Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God! Still follow my steps till I meet Thee above; I seek,—by the path which my forefathers trod Through the land of their sojourn,—Thy kingdom of love.
