You, Lord, are the good shepherd.
In you, we lack no good thing.
We rest in lush, green pastures,
And are led beside calm waters.
You revive the tired soul.
You guide us so carefully
Because your name is at stake.
Even when we stagger, blind,
In the valley of dismay,
We will fear no evil thing,
For our shoulders touch your own.
Your stick and staff comfort us.
You’ve set the table for us
Even with our foes looming now.
You have called us priests and kings.
We run in abundant fields.
We are convinced of this fact:
Divine generosity,
Profound expressions of love,
Follow us all day and night.
And we will wake to the song
You sing in your own house,
Familiar as friends now,
Because your home is our home
…forever.
“We Run In Abundant Fields” by Ben Palpant
a rendering of Psalm 23
