The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know
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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 wandering, redeems when oppressed.
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Through 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.
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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;O, what shall I ask of thy providence more?
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Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God,Still follow my steps till I meet thee above;I seek—by the path which my forefathers trod,Through the land of their sojourn—thy kingdom of love.