He makes me down to lie
In pastures green; He leadeth me
The quiet waters by.
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
E'en for His own Name's sake.
Yet will I fear no ill,
For Thou art with me and Thy rod
And staff me comfort still.
In presence of my foes;
My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows.
Shall surely follow me,
And in God's house forevermore
My dwelling place shall be.