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.
2. My soul He doth restore again ; And me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, Ev'n for His own name's sake.
3. Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear none ill; For Thou art with me ; and Thy rod And staff me comfort still.
4. My table Thou hast furnished In presence of my foes ; My head Thou dost with oil anoint, And my cup overflows.
5. Goodness and mercy all my life Shall surely follow me ; And in God's house for evermore My dwelling-place shall be.