The Lord's my shepherd, I sha-all not want;
In green pastures, I shall lie down;
Beside still waters, He leadeth me-e;
Loved and nurtured, I shall lie down.
He restoreth my so-oul so worn,
and leads me to walk in His ways,
all to the honor o-of His na-ame.
(Help me glorify-y Thy name)
Though I walk the valley midst shadows of death
with Him near, no evil I fear;
His rod and staff, they co-om-fort me-e.
With Him near, no evil I fear.
Thou preparest a banquet for me,
in the presence o-of my foes;
Upon my head you pour fragrant o-il;
I am blest; my cup overflows
Go-od and mercy are promised to me
all the days of this earthly life;
And I shall dwell in the house of the Lo-ord;
In His house, forever, with Him.
Melody, Scarborough Fair
Words adapted by Dean Elkins
