The Lord is my Shepherd,
I never shall want,
For lack of His mercies,
My shall not pant;
In pleasant green pastures I daily abide,
He leads me the peacefull still waters beside.
My soul He restoreth,
And for His Name’s sake,
The path of true righteousness bids me,
Bids me to take;
Yea, though I pass through death’s dark valley and shade,
I will not by evil be ever dismay’d,
I will not by evil be ever dismay’d.
The Lord is my Shepherd,
I never shall want!

For Thou art my Shepherd
And with me alway,
Thy rod and Thy staff are my comfort and stay;
My table Thou spreadest in presence of foes
My head Thou anointest,
My cup overflows;
Thy goodness and mercy shall follow me still,
While life’s earnest duties I daily fulfill;
Till joyous spirit shall claim its reward,
And dwell evermore in the house of the Lord!
And dwell evermore in the house of the Lord!
The Lord is my Shepherd,
I never shall want!