I nothing lack…
June 26, 2009 § Leave a comment
A simple and profound lyric that is a great challenge and comfort to me is the first verse of Henry Baker’s The King of Love My Shepherd Is, written in 1868.
The King of love my Shepherd is
Whose goodness endeth never
I nothing lack if I am His
And He is mine forever
It is convicting to ask myself how much I really believe this. I lack nothing? Really? Nothing? This does not mean that I have no lack of virtue, but rather that I lack no spiritual blessing, no emotional support, no closest confidant, and no possession. Let’s remember this when we are lonely for old friends, or wishing for a spouse or for a better this or a better that. Contentment is not found in circumstances or possessions. If I am discontent without something, I will be discontent with it.