Chandler Moore + Elevation Worship + Maverick City Music - Shall Not Want Lyrics

Album: Old Church Basement
Released: 30 Apr 2021
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Lyrics

Will You be my light when I can't see 
When I can't take another step 
Lord would You carry me 
When I lost my fight 
Will You be my strength 
Will You set me a table 
in the presence of my enemies 

I shall not want 
I shall not want 
Oh my soul's got a shephered in the valley 
I shall not want 

I shall not want 
I shall not want
Cause my cup's runing over running over 
I shall not want 

I will lift my eyes 
To where my help comes from 
And I won't be afraid of the shadows 
Cause I've seen the sun 

No I will not stop 
When the way gets hard 
Cause the green only grows in the valley 
And that's where You are 

I shall not want 
I shall not want 
Oh my soul's got a shephered in the valley 
I shall not want 

I shall not want 
I shall not want
Cause my cup's runing over running over 
I shall not want 

I've got everything that I need 
Your goodness, Your mercy 
I got goodness And I got mercy
Hallelu, glory hallelujah

The good shephered 
Leads me to the waters 
Hallelu, glory hallelujah
He anoints me, anoints me with his oil 
Hallelu, glory hallelujah
My cup's runing over running over 

I won't fear, fear no evil 
Hallelu, glory hallelujah
I will dwell in his forever 
Hallelujah, Hallelujah 
Hallelu, glory hallelujah

When this life is over 
I'm gonna live again 
Gonna trade this cross 
For a crown for it's not the end 
When You call my name 
I will take my rest 
There's a mansion in glory 
And You're gonna meet me there 

I shall not want 
I shall not want
He will wipe every tear from your eye 
And you shall not want 

For the Lord is my shepherd 
I shall not want

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Meaning & Inspiration

"The green only grows in the valley."

Chandler Moore and the folks at Elevation and Maverick City dropped this, and it hits different when you’ve spent a long time thinking the only place worth being was on the mountain top. Most of my life, I’ve been running from the valley. I thought the dirt, the shadows, and the weird, suffocating quiet of the low places were signs that I’d messed up—that I was somehow outside the circle of blessing.

But then I hear that line, and I have to stop. I look at my hands. They’re still stained from the places I’ve been, the decisions I’ve made that left me empty-handed and desperate. I’m still shaking off the wreckage of my own choices. And here’s this song suggesting that the very place I was trying to outrun is actually where the life is supposed to sprout.

It’s messy theology if you’re looking for a clean, easy life. But David knew it—he wrote in Psalm 23 about walking through the valley of the shadow of death, not around it, not over it. He didn't say the valley was a mistake. He said he wasn't afraid. That takes a kind of guts I don't naturally have. When I’m down there, I usually feel like I’m being hunted, not shepherded. I feel the enemies crowding the edges of the frame, waiting for me to trip.

Then there’s that other bit: "Will You set me a table in the presence of my enemies?"

That’s the part that catches in my throat. It’s scandalous. It’s not about God clearing the room so I can have a quiet lunch. It’s about Him serving me right in the middle of the mess, right in front of the people—or the demons, or the old versions of myself—that want to see me fail. There’s no dignity in how I arrived at that table. I’m usually crawling. I’m usually covered in the dust of the road. But there He is, pulling out a chair. It’s rude, honestly. It’s unmerited. It’s everything I don’t deserve.

I’m still learning what it means to say "I shall not want." When you’ve been hungry for as long as I have, wanting is your default setting. It’s how you survive. To suddenly have a Shepherd who fills your cup until it spills over? It’s terrifying. It makes you feel vulnerable, like you’re waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Maybe that’s why I keep listening. I’m not looking for a sermon; I’m looking for someone to confirm that the "rescue" is real, even if I still feel like I’m stumbling. I don't have it all figured out. I’m not "fixed." But when they sing about the green growing in the valley, I start to think that maybe, just maybe, I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be to finally see Him. I’m still waiting for the rest of the story, but for today, the table is set. I think I’ll sit for a while.

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