Hymn for Lent (Day 32): My Shepherd will supply my need
Today is the feast of St. Cuthbert. One of the appointed psalms is the twenty-third. There are any number of fine metrical settings of this psalm. If you sing along, I don’t recommend singing the tetragrammaton.
My Shepherd will supply my need:
Jehovah is His Name;
In pastures fresh He makes me feed,
Beside the living stream.
He brings my wandering spirit back
When I forsake His ways,
And leads me, for His mercy’s sake,
In paths of truth and grace.
When I walk through the shades of death
Thy presence is my stay;
One word of Thy supporting breath
Drives all my fears away.
Thy hand, in sight of all my foes,
Doth still my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
Thine oil anoints my head.
The sure provisions of my God
Attend me all my days;
O may Thy house be my abode,
And all my work be praise.
There would I find a settled rest,
While others go and come;
No more a stranger, nor a guest,
But like a child at home.
Words: Isaac Watts, The Psalms of David, 1719
Here’s the lovely recording of the choristers of the National Cathedral singing this as an anthem. You just have to get past Peter Jennings at the beginning.