While my Redeemer’s near, My shepherd and my guide, I bid farewell to anxious fear, My wants are all supplied. To ever fragrant meads, Where rich abundance grows, His gracious hand indulgent leads, And guards my sweet repose. Along the lovely scene, Cool waters gently roll, And kind refreshment smiles serene, To cheer my fainting soul. Here let my spirit rest; How sweet a lot is mine! With pleasure, food, and safety blest; Beneficence divine! Dear Shepherd, if I stray, My wandering feet restore, To Thy fair pastures guide my way, And let me rove no more. Unworthy, as I am, Of Thy protecting care, Jesus, I plead Thy gracious name, For all my hopes are there.