The Lord Is My Shepherd

The Lord is my Shepherd;
 no want shall I know.
 I feed in green pastures;
 safe-folded I rest.
 He leadeth my soul where
 the still waters flow,
 Restores me when wand'ring,
 redeems when oppressed,
 Restores me when wand'ring,
 redeems when oppressed.
 Thru the valley and shadow
 of death though I stray,
 Since thou art my Guardian,
 no evil I fear.
 Thy rod shall defend me,
 thy staff be my stay.
 No harm can befall with
 my Comforter near.
 No harm can befall with
 my Comforter near.
 In the midst of affliction
 my table is spread.
 With blessings unmeasured
 my cup runneth o'er.
 With perfume and oil thou
 anointest my head.
 Oh, what shall I ask of
 thy providence more?
 Oh, what shall I ask of
 thy providence more?
 The Lord is my Shepherd