23 1-3 God, my shepherd!
    I don’t need a thing.
You have bedded me down in lush meadows,
    you find me quiet pools to drink from.
True to your word,
    you let me catch my breath
    and send me in the right direction.

Even when the way goes through
    Death Valley,
I’m not afraid
    when you walk at my side.
Your trusty shepherd’s crook
    makes me feel secure.

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    He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,(A)
    he refreshes my soul.(B)
He guides me(C) along the right paths(D)
    for his name’s sake.(E)
Even though I walk
    through the darkest valley,[a](F)
I will fear no evil,(G)
    for you are with me;(H)
your rod and your staff,
    they comfort me.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 23:4 Or the valley of the shadow of death