1 The Lord himself, the mighty Lord,

vouchsafes to be my guide;

The shepherd, by whose constant care

my wants are all supplied.

2 In tender grass he makes me feed,

and gently there repose;

Then leads me to cool shades, and where

refreshing water flows.

3 He does my wand'ring soul reclaim,

and, to his endless praise,

Instruct with humble zeal to want

in his most righteous ways.

4 I pass the gloomy vale of death,

from fear and danger free;

For there his aiding rod and staff

defend and comfort me.

5 In presence of my spiteful foes

he does my table spread,

He crowns my cup with cheerful wine,

with oil anoints my head.

6 Since God does thus his wondrous love

through all my life extend,

That life to him I will devote,

and in his temple spend.