The Lord is my shepherd;
there is nothing I shall want.
Fresh and green are the pastures
where he gives me respose.
Near restful waters he leads me;
he revives my soul.
He guides me along the right path,
for the sake of his name.
Though I should walk
in the valley of the shadow of death,
no evil would I fear, for you are with me.
Your crook and your staff will give me comfort.
You have prepared a table before me
in the sight of my foes.
My head you have anointed with oil;
my cup is overflowing.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life,
In the Lord's own house shall I dwell
for the length of days unending.