Psalm 23 - The Lord's My Shepherd

The Lord's my Shep-herd, I'll not want,

He makes me down to lie

In pas-tures green; He lead-eth me

The qui-et wa-ters by.

My soul He doth re-store a-gain;

And me to walk doth make

With-in the paths of right-eous-ness,

E'en for His own Name's sake.

Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale,

Yet will I fear no ill;

For Thou art with me; and Thy rod

And staff me com-fort still.

My ta-ble Thou hast fur-nish-ed

In pres-ence of my foes;

My head Thou dost with oil a-noint,

And my cup o-ver-flows.

Good-ness and mer-cy all my life

Shall sure-ly fol-low me;

And in God's house for-ev-er-more

My dwell-ing-place shall be.