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