1. The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
To lie in green pastures I go.
He leads me beside the still waters.
He guides me, restoreth my soul.
Though I walk in the vale of death's shadow,
I fear not, with You at my side.
Thy rod and Thy staff, they do comfort me.
Through the veil of death, God is my guide.
2. God prepareth a table before me
in the presence of my deadly foe.
He annointeth my head with fine oil.
My cup, with His love, overflows.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life on this earth.
I will dwell in my Lord's house forevermore:
Death's passage is but my new birth.
© 1995-2005 Stephen J. Pearson