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 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?