Thou, Je­ho­vah, art my shep­herd,
Therefore I no want shall know;
In green pas­tures Thou dost lead me,
Leadest where still wa­ters flow;
And, when faint­ing,
Sweet re­fresh­ment dost be­stow.

For Thy name’s sake Thou dost guide me
In the paths of right­eous­ness;
Though I walk the vale of sha­dows,
Fears no more my soul op­press;
Thou art with me,
With Thy rod and staff to bless.

Thou pre­par­est me a table
In the pre­sence of the foe;
Thou my head with oil an­oint­est,
Yea, my cup doth ov­er­flow.
O my Sav­ior,
Having Thee, no want I know.

Surely grace and lov­ing-kind­ness
Shall for­ev­er fol­low me,
Till, my days of life all end­ed,
Evermore my home shall be,
O Je­ho­vah,
In Thy ho­ly house with Thee.