In poverty I wandered,
A sheep outside the fold,
Until the shepherd found me
And brought me wealth untold.
In want I sought for something
To satisfy my soul,
Until the shepherd found me,
Restored and made me whole.
I thirsted for some water,
My soul to satisfy,
He showed me springs of water
That never would run dry.
In hunger I was searching
Through deserts dry and bare,
Until the shepherd showed me
His pastures green and fair.
I shall not want, for Jesus is my shepherd.
He leadeth me beside the waters still.
In pastures green, He gently makes me down to lie.
I shall not want, for He my soul shall fill.
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