THE LORD’S MY SHEPHERD

The Lord’s my shepherd I’ll not want, he makes me down to lie,\nIn pastures green; he leadeth me the quiet waters by,\nHe leadeth me, he leadeth me, the quiet waters by.\n2. My soul he doth restore again and me to walk doth make,\nWithin the paths of blessedness; E’en for his own name’s sake. (Repeat)\n3. Yea, though I pass through shadowed vale, yet will I fear no ill,\nFor thou art with me and thy rod and staff me comfort still. (Repeat)\n4. My table thou hast furnished in presence of my foes;\nMy head with oil thou dost anoint, and my cup overflows. (Repeat)\n5. Goodness and mercy all my days will surely follow me\nAnd in my father’s heart, always, my dwelling place shall be.