Hand Upon My Shoulder

The Lord's my Shepard, David cried, I'll desire none
Down in the pastures green I lay, where peaceful waters run
He gives new life within me,
He leads me where I want to be, even though I go
Through valleys of death
I fear no evil, cause I feel, Thy rod and staff will comfort me
In the presence of my enemies, Thy prepare a table just for me
Anoint my head with oil
My cup overflows
Love and goodness unfailing, will always follow me
All the days of my life, let me live with Thee
The fires once took me far beyond, when black was burning gold
Will I still play the part of men, or boys who don't grow old?
Cause what is known by days to come,
Is known by God and not by some, who fake their hope in man
Cause, once I bowed,
And begged my breath, for he who died before his death
And blamed it all on God
God understands
Through love and goodness unfailing, I too can understand
That all the days of my life, are counted on His hand
You're here, though not in person, still you father me in thought
Put Your hand upon my shoulder, it's a hand that can't be bought
You're here, though not in person, but your voice can still be heard
Like David, we're all forgotten, but remembered in our ... words