Good David, whose psalms have so often been sung,
At first was not noble nor grand,
But only a shepherd boy when he was young,
Though afterwards king of the land.
He tended his flocks on the pastures by day,
And kept them in safety by night;
And though a poor shepherd, he did not delay
To do what he knew to be right.
For while he sat watching his sheep in the fold,
To guard them from danger abroad,
It then was his greatest delight, we are told,
To think on the works of the Lord.
Thus seeking so early for knowledge and truth,
His childhood in wisdom began,
And therefore the Lord was the guide of his youth,
And made him so mighty a man.