The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in pastures of tender grass. He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me in the paths of justice for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk in the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me. Thou spreadest before me a table in the presence of mine enemies. Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord unto length of days. |