Before my brethren, gathered there, His Name will I con - fess. Come,praise Him, ye that fear the Lord, Ye children of His grace; With rev erence sound His glo ries forth And bow before His face. Copyright, 1904, by United Presbyterian Board of Publication 2 The burden of the sorrowful The Lord will not despise; He has not turned from those that mourn, He hearkens to their cries. His goodness makes me join the throng Where saints His praise proclaim, And there will I fulfil my vows 'Mid those who fear His Name. [Selected Stanzas ] 3 He feeds with good the humble soul And satisfies the meek, And they shall live and praise the Lord Who for His mercy seek. The ends of all the earth take thought, The nations seek the Lord; They worship Him, the King of kings, In earth and heaven adored. And, when faint ing, Sweet re fresh- ment dost d. I The Lord's my Shep - herd, I'll not want; He makes me down to lie 1 My faith-ful Shepherd is the Lord, Sup-plying all g my needs; 3 Through death's dark valley though I 5 Through life Thy goodness and Thy walk, No evil will I fear; Thy rod and staff will comfort me, For Thou art ever near. grace Shall daily follow me; And I, within Thy house, O Lord, Shall ever dwell with Thee. |