I was a child living happy and free
Beside the waters of the Stillwater stream
There was a man, lived all alone
Beside the waters that ever speak
His face was frail his hands were weak
But he lived as though a boy
Telling of God’s love
Bringing peace, turning sorrow into joy
CHORUS:
He leads me by the still waters
Where he leads me I will go
I’ll rest beside the still waters
Where the Lord restores my soul
He told the people that God would listen
And lead them if they’d follow near
His quiet voice was stronger than sadness
As he spoke these words that he held dear
CHORUS
The old man died in the late summer
He was buried beside the waters he loved
On his gravestone these words were written
That told of his joy with the Father above
CHORUS
Written by Breanna Thompson