1 The Lord’s my shepherd, I’ll not want; 

He makes me down to lie in green pastures;

He led me. The quiet waters by.

2. 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.

3. Yea, though I walk through death’s dark vale,
Yet will I fear no 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