The Lord is my Shepherd; I’ll not be in need.
In green pastures He makes me lie down and feed.

By still waters leading, my soul He’ll restore;
In righteous paths He leads me, His name’s sake for.

Through death’s shadowed valley no evil I’ll fear;
You’re with me, your rod and staff’s comfort is near.

You ready a table in front of my foes;
My head You anoint and my cup overflows.

So mercy and goodness shall follow my days:
I’ll dwell in the house of the Lord for always.

(edited 6/28/2016)