1. The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll not want.
    He makes me down to lie
    In pastures green; He leadeth 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 in 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 forevermore
    My dwelling place shall be.