From the house of bread and battle Until the raising of the dead He stands to feed them And from the hand of the Lord they are fed My Good Shepherd He does take Great delight in you Great delight in you My Good Shepherd Not by the sea And all it's violent, raging at me Nor by the breakers on the shore Above all these And o'er my people O'er my people stands the Lord My Good Shepherd My Good Shepherd My Good Shepherd From the house of bread and battle Until the raising of the dead He stands to feed them And from the hand of the Lord they are fed My Good Shepherd He does take Great delight in me Great delight in me