Noah needs our Shepherd

Pray for Noah, his hair is falling he out, he has a fever and he's in the hospital. We know that our Good Shepherd will leave his flock and seek out His lost little lamb and carry him on His great shoulders. Jesus, we trust in You.

The King of love my Shepherd is,

Whose goodness faileth never;

I nothing lack if I am His

And He is mine forever.

Where streams of living water flow,

My ransomed soul He leadeth

And, where the verdant pastures grow,

With food celestial feedeth.

Perverse and foolish oft I strayed,

But yet in love He sought me

And on His shoulder gently laid

And home rejoicing brought me.

In death’s dark vale I fear no ill

With Thee, dear Lord, beside me,

Thy rod and staff my comfort still,

Thy cross before to guide me.

Thou spredst a table in my sight;

Thine unction grace bestoweth;

And, oh, what transport of delight

From Thy pure chalice floweth!

And so through all the length of days

Thy goodness faileth never.

Good Shepherd, may I sing thy praise

Within Thy house forever.