The Lord Is My Shepherd
I SHALL NOT WANT
He Makes me to lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside still waters, He restores
My soul, He leads me in paths of righteousness
For His name’s sake. Even though I walk through
The valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil;
For You are with me; Your rod and Your staff,
They comfort me.
You prepare a table
before me in the presence
of my enemies; You anoint
My head with oil, my cup
Runs over. Surely goodness
And mercy shall follow me
All the days of my life, and
I will dwell in the house of
The LORD forever.
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