The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know
He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow
And safe in green pastures He maketh me rest
Restores me when wand'ring, redeems when oppressed
Through the valley and shadow of death though I stray
Thy rod shall defend me, Thy staff be my stay
Since Thou art my guardian, no evil I fear
No harm can befall with my Comforter near,
No harm can befall with my Comforter near.
Thy mercy will follow me all of my days
And in Thine own house Thou preparest my place
With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er
Oh what shall I ask of Thy providence more?
Oh what shall I ask of Thy providence more?

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