Psalm 23

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

² He makes me down to lie

In pastures green: he leadeth me

the quiet waters by.

³ 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.

⁴ 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.

⁵ My table thou hast furnished

in presence of my foes;

My head thou dost with oil anoint,

and my cup overflows.

⁶ Goodness and mercy all my life

shall surely follow me:

And in God’s house for evermore

my dwelling-place shall be.