“The Lord Is My Shepherd, I Shall Not Want”

THE LORD my Shepherd is, no want I know,

He leadeth me where tranquil waters flow,

I lie in pastures green.

Yea, though I walk within the gloomy shade

Where Death doth lurk, I will not be afraid,

For on Thy staff I lean.

In vain mine enemies would me despoil,

My cup o’erfloweth still with wine and oil,

My food Thou dost provide.

Thy mercy and Thy goodness both will last,

And when my days upon this earth are past,

With Thee I yet shall bide.