From the house of bread and battle come the raising of the dead He stands to feed them and by the hand of the Lord they are fed
my good shephered He does take great delight in you great delight in you my good shephered
Not by the sea and all it's violent raging at me nor by the breakers on the shore above all these and of my people of my people stands the Lord my good shephered
From the house of bread and battle come the raising of the dead He stands to feed them and by the hand of the Lord they are fed
my good shephered He does take great delight in you great delight in you my good shephered