Yahweh is my shepherd; * I shall not lack.

In fields of grass he will make me lie down; * near refreshing waters he will guide me, * to restore my being.

He will lead me to rich pastures, * as befits his name.

    Even though I should walk * right through the shadow of death,

    I shall fear no danger, * since you are with me.

        Your rod and your staff * will surely lead me.

    You prepare my table before me, * in front of my adversaries.

    You anoint my head with oil; * my cup overflows.

Yes, goodness and kindness will attend me * all the days of my life.

I will live in the house of Yahweh * for all time to come.