The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want. (I lack nothing)
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
He leads me beside quiet waters and restores my soul, for His name sake.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me.
You're 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 overflows.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord always.
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