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A Psalm of David.
1 The Lord to me a shepherd is, want therefore shall not I. 2 He in the folds of tender grass, doth cause me down to lie: to waters calm me gently leads. 3 Restore my soul doth he: he doth in paths of righteousness: for his name’s sake lead me.
4 Yea, though in valley of death’s shade I walk, none ill I’ll fear: because thou art with me, thy rod, and staff my comfort are. 5 For me a table thou hast spread, in presence of my foes: thou dost anoint my head with oil, my cup it overflows.
6 Goodness and mercy surely shall all my days follow me: and in the Lord’s house I shall dwell so long as days shall be.