The Lord is my shepherd;
I shall not want.
In verdant green pastures,
He gives me repose;
Beside restful waters,
He leads me;
He refreshes my soul.
He guides me in right paths
For His Name's sake.
Even though I walk in the dark valley,
I fear not evil;
For You are at my side with
Your rod and Your staff
That give me courage.
You spread the table before me
In the sight of my foes;
You anoint my head with oil;
My cup overflows.
Only goodness and kindness
Follow me all the days of my life;
And I shall dwell
In the House of the Lord
For years to come.
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