I want to walk close to my God
In all I say and do
He satisfies like no false god
He is the God who’s true

The Lord is my chosen portion
A cup of refreshment
He holds my lot – I’ll trust in Him
My God all-sufficient

In pleasant places fall the lines
And in Him I will rest
My wondrous inheritance shines
With God forever blessed

(To the tune of the “O God Our Help In Ages Past”)