The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want;
He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters;
He restores my soul.
He leads me in paths of righteousness
For His Name's sake.
Even though I walk through the
Valley of the Shadow of Death,
I fear no evil;
For Thou art with me;
Thy rod and Thy staff,
They comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me
In the presence of my enemies;
Thou anointest my head with oil,
My cup overflows.
Surely goodness and mercy shall
Follow me all the days of my life;
And I shall dwell in
The House of the Lord for ever.
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