[A Psalme of Dauid.]
The Lord is my shepheard, I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie downe in greene pastures: he leadeth mee beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soule: he leadeth me in the pathes of righteousnes, for his names sake.
Yea though I walke through the valley of the shadowe of death, I will feare no euill: for thou art with me, thy rod and thy staffe, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me, in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oyle, my cuppe runneth ouer.
Surely goodnes and mercie shall followe me all the daies of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for euer.