(From Psalm 23) 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 My soul he doth restore again And me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness Even for his own name's sake Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale Yet will I fear none ill For thou are with me, and thy rod And staff me comfort still My table thou hast furnished In presence of my foes My head thou dost with oil anoint And my cup overflows Goodness and mercy all my life Shall surely follow me And in God's house for evermore My dwelling-place shall be
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