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1. 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.
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2. 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.
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3. Yea, though I walk through death's dark vale,
Yet will I fear no ill,
For Thou art with me, and Thy rod
And staff me comfort still.
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4. A table Thou hast furnished me
In presence of my foes;
My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.
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5. Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me,
And in God's house forevermore
My dwellingplace shall be.
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