The Great Father above is a Shepherd Chief.  
I am His and with him.  I want not.  
He throws out to me a rope, 
And the name of the rope is love, 
And He draws me to where the grass is green 
And the water not dangerous, 
And I eat and lie down satisfied. 

    Sometimes my heart is very weak, 
And falls down, 
But He lifts it up again 
And draws me into a good road.  
His name is Wonderful.

Some time, it may be very soon, 
It may be longer, it may be a long, long time, 
He will draw me into a place between mountains.    
It is dark there, but I'll draw back not.  I'll be afraid not, 
For it is in there between the mountains 
That the Shepherd Chief will meet me, 
And the hunger I have felt in my heart 
All through this life will be satisfied.  

Sometimes He makes the love-rope into a whip, 
But afterwards He gives me a staff to lean on.
      He spreads a table before me with all kinds of food.  
He puts His hands upon my head, 
And all the " tired " is gone
My cup He fills till it runs over.

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