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' vale

Yet will I fear no ill;

For Thou art with me; and Thy rod

And staff me comfort still.

Goodness and mercy all my life

Shall surely follow me;

And in God's house for evermore

My dwelling place shall be.

Lyrics: Psalm 23 from the Scottish Psalter (1650)   /   arr.: Malcolm Archer