The Lord is my shepherd
I shall not want
He makes me lie down in green pastures
He leads me beside still waters
And he restores my soul
And guides me where I should go
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will
Not fear
For you are with me
Your rod and your staff they are comforting
You prepare a table before me
Though my enemies press in close
Oil of anointing you pour over me and my cup overflows
And goodness and mercy will follow me all of my days
And I will dwell in your house, oh God,
Till time passes away