C.M. sung to Crimond 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. 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. 3 Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear none ill: For Thou art with me; and Thy rod And staff me comfort still. 4 My table Thou hast furnished In presence of my foes; My head Thou dost with oil anoint, And my cup overflows. 5 Goodness and mercy all my life Shall surely follow me; And in God's house for evermore My dwelling-place shall be. | Alternative tunes (C.M.) |