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In presence of my foes;
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. he My head Thou dost with oil anoint, And my cup
leadeth me beside the still still waters. overflows.

He restoreth my soul: He restoreth my soul: Goodness and mercy all my life
he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for Shall surely follow me; And in God‟s house
his name's sake. forevermore, My dwelling place shall be.
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Yea, though I walk in the valley, the valley of
death, 034 Thy ceaseless, unexhausted
Through I walk in death's valley, I'll fear no evil: love, unmerited and free

For Lord thou art with me; Thy rod and thy staff Verse 1
Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love, unmerited and
Thy rod and thy staff shall bring me comfort.
free,
Thou preparest a table in the presence of Delights our evil to remove, and help our misery.
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enemies:
Thou anointest my head with oil and my cup
runneth over. Verse 2
Thou waitest to be gracious still; thou dost with
Yea, Surely goodness and mercy they shall sinners bear,
follow me, And I will dwell in God's house for That, saved, we may thy goodness feel, and all
ever more. thy grace declare. 2/6

And I will dwell, and I will dwell Verse 3
And I will dwell in God's house for ever more. Thy goodness and thy truth to me, to every soul,
abound,
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. A vast, unfathomable sea, where all our
thoughts are drowned. 3/6
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033 The Lord’s my Shepherd, I’ll Verse 4
Its streams the whole creation reach, so
not want; plenteous is the store,
The Lord‟s my Shepherd, I‟ll not want; Enough for all, enough for each, enough for
He makes me down to lie In pastures green; He evermore. 4/6
leadeth me The quiet waters by.
Verse 5
My soul He doth restore again, Faithful, O lord, thy mercies are, a rock that
And me to walk doth make Within the paths of cannot move :
righteousness, E‟en for His own name‟s sake. A thousand promises declare thy constancy of
love. 5/6
Yea, though I walk in death‟s dark vale,
Yet will I fear no ill; Verse 6
For Thou art with me, and Thy rod And staff my See all your sins on jesus laid:
comfort still. The Lamb of God was slain,
His soul was once an offering made
My table Thou hast furnished me For every soul of man. 6/6

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