The Lords my shepherd I will not want

1.The Lords my shepherd I will 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
Even for His own names sake

3.Yea though I walk in deaths dark vale
Yet will I fear no ill
For Thou art with me and thy rod
And staff me comfort still

4.My table Thou has furnished
In presence of my foes
My head Thou dost with oil anoint
And cup over flows

5.Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me
And in Gods house for ever more
My dwelling place shall be