The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.
In grass meadows He makes me lie down, by quiet waters guides me.
My life He brings back. He leads me on pathways of justice for his name’s sake.
Though I walk in the vale of death’s shadow, I fear no harm, for You are with me.
Your rod and Your staff—it is they that console me.
You set out a table before me in the face of my foes.
You moisten my head with oil, my cup overflows.
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