The Lord's My Shepherd

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.
He leadeth me, He leadeth me,
The quiet waters by,
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 blessedness,
E'en for His Own Name's sake;
His Own Name's sake, His Own Name's sake,
E'en for His Own Name's sake;
Within the paths of blessedness,
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 comfort still;
I'll fear no ill, I'll fear no ill,
Yet will I fear no ill,
For Thou art with me, and Thy rod
And staff me comfort still.

My table Thou hast furnished well
In presence of my foes;
My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows;
It overflows, It overflows,
And my cup overflows;
My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.

Goodness and mercy all my days
Will surely follow me:
And in my Father's heart always
My dwelling place shall be;
My dwelling place, My dwelling place,
My dwelling place shall be,
And in my Father's heart always
My dwelling place shall be.