[Forgive an amateur recording, with poor breathing and possibly my loud refrigerator in the background, it is early in the morning. When one can’t sleep…I have always found this a moving reflection on Psalm 22.]
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 spreadst a table in my sight;
thy 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.
Today is also the 401st Anniversary of the Consecration of the Church of Santissima Trinita dei Pellegrini. Here you can read about the Church and the celebration of the 400th anniversary last year: Anniversary of the Consecration of Santissima Trinita!