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.
My soul he doth restore again,
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
E'en for his own name's sake.
Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale,
Yet will I fear no ill:
For thou art with me, and thy rod
And staff me comfort still.
My table thou hast furnished
In prsence of my foes...
[00:00.176] The Lord's my shepherd, I'll not want;
[00:08.550] He makes me down to lie
[00:15.916] In pastures green; he leadeth me
[00:23.619] The quiet waters by.
[00:30.093] My soul he doth restore again,
[00:38.466] And me to walk doth make
[00:46.027] Within the paths of righteousness,
[00:53.688] E'en for his own name's sake.
[01:00.490] Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale,
[01:08.724] Yet will I fear no ill:
[01:16.419] For thou art with me, and thy rod
[01:23.843] And staff me comfort still.
[01:30.629] My table thou hast furnished
[01:39.331] In prsence of my foes...