The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want. He makes me down to lie In pastures green; He leadeth me The quiet waters by. He leadeth me, He leadeth me, the quiet waters by. My soul He doth restore again; And me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, E'en for His own Name's sake. Within the paths of righteousness, E'en for His own Name's sake. Yea, though I walk through shadows d**h,
Yet will I fear no ill; For Thou art with me; and Thy rod And staff me comfort still. Thy rod and staff they comfort still They comfort still. My table Thou hast furnished In presence of my foes; My head with oil thou dost anoint, And my cup overflows. My head with oil Thou dost anoint, And my cup overflows.