What a joy it is
Oh what a joy to be one of your sheep
And follow as I am led
Your rod, your staff
Patiently guide my path
And I hear your still, small voice in my head
This comfort
This confidence
Oh, what a joy
This privilege
This assurance
Daily I will employ
What a joy it is
To see your will be done
I'll do whatever you ask
You give me rest
And show me pastures where I can lie
And seek me out each time that I am downcast
This comfort
This confidence
Oh, what a joy
This privilege
This assurance
Daily I will employ
Daily I will employ
Daily I will employ
