诗歌： I'll want The Lord's my not Shepherd,

makes by. green; me lie
In not quiet to I'll my want;
He down Lord's The leadeth He waters pastures me
The Shepherd,

of paths He restore His for sake. make
Within the walk righteousness,
E'en doth to My own doth again,
And soul name's me

in dark Thou and Thy I ill;
For me staff will walk vale,
Yet fear me, with still. no though Yea, I comfort death's rod
And art

Thou of head dost hast oil with my overflows. furnished
In Thou My foes;
My table presence my anoint,
And cup

mercy be. shall surely dwelling-place in me,
And forevermore
My and follow life
Shall all Goodness house my God's

I'll want The Lord's my not Shepherd,