Psalms 23

1 A psalm for David. The Lord ruleth me: and I shall want nothing.

A Melody of David. Yahweh, is my shepherd—I shall not want:

2 He hath set me in a place of pasture. He hath brought me up, on the water of refreshment:

In pastures of tender grass, he maketh me lie down, Unto restful waters, he leadeth me;

3 He hath converted my soul. He hath led me on the paths of justice, for his own name’s sake.

My life, he restoreth, He guideth me in right paths, for the sake of his Name.

4 For though I should walk in the midst of the shadow of death, I will fear no evils, for thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff, they have comforted me.

Yea, though I walk through a valley death-shadowed, I will fear no harm, for, thou, art with me, Thy rod and thy staff, they, comfort me.

5 Thou hast prepared a table before me against them that afflict me. Thou hast anointed my head with oil; and my chalice which inebriateth me, how goodly is it!

Thou spreadest before me a table, in face of mine adversaries, Thou hast anointed, with oil, my head, My cup, hath run over.

6 And thy mercy will follow me all the days of my life. And that I may dwell in the house of the Lord unto length of days.

Surely, goodness and lovingkindness, will pursue me, all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of Yahweh, evermore.