Emily Belle Freeman



My Shepherd

Psalm 19:10 - Psalm 31:5

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul... Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear not evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou anointest my head with oil.

My cup runneth over.

Psalm 23

There is One who has set side everything to seek us.  He will not rest until we find ourselves nestled safely in His arms.

"Is this not the very work of the 'Good Shepherd,' and may we not, each of us, thus draw from it precious comfort?

It is not difficult to imagine how in folly and ignorance the sheep strayed further and further, and at last was lost in solitude and among stony places;

how the shepherd followed and found it, weary and footsore;

and then with tender care lifted it on His shoulder, and carried it home." (Alfred Edersheim)

 My Shepherd Will Supply My Need

My Shepherd will supply my need: Jehovah is His Name; In pastures fresh He makes me feed, beside the living stream. He brings my wandering spirit back when I forsake His ways, And leads me, for His mercy’s sake, in paths of truth and grace.

When I walk through the shades of death thy presence is my stay One word of Thy supporting breath
 drives all my fears away. Thy hand, in sight of all my foes, doth still my table spread; My cup with blessings overflows, Thine oil anoints my head.

The sure provisions of my God attend me all my days; O may Thy house be my abode, and all my work be praise. There would I find a settled rest, while others go and come; No more a stranger, nor a guest, But like a child at home.

Can you think of moments when you have been safe folded, led, defended, stilled, restored, guarded, comforted, or provided for?

Looking back through such times in my life, I see blessings unmeasured.

In fact,

my cup runneth over.

Emily Freeman