The Lord is my shepherd;
I shall not want.
He makes me to lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside still waters,
He restores my soul,
He leads me in the
Path of righteousness
For His Name's sake.
Even though I walk through
The Valley of the Shadow of Death,
I will fear no evil,
For Thou art with me;
Thy rod and 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 will live forever.
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