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546 – The Lord’s My Shepherd

1

The Lord’s my shepherd, I’ll not want

He makes me down to lie

In pastures green; he leadeth me

The quiet waters by.

He leadeth me, He leadeth me

The quiet waters by.

2

My soul he doth restore again

And me to walk doth make

Within the paths of righteousness

Even for his own name’s sake.

Within the paths of righteousness

Even for his own name’s sake.

3

Yea, though I walk through death’s dark vale

Yet will I fear no ill

For thou art with me, and thy rod

And staff me comfort still.

For thou art with me, and thy rod

And staff me comfort still.

4

My table thou has furnished

In presence of my foes;

My head thou dost with oil anoint

And my cup overflows.

My head thou dost with oil anoint

And my cup overflows.

5

Goodness and mercy all my life

Shall surely follow me,

And in God’s house for evermore

My dwelling-place shall be.

And in God’s house for evermore

My dwelling-place shall be.