The Lord Is My Shepherd, I'll Not Want

The lord’s my shepherd
I’ll not want
He makes me down to lie
In pastures green he leadeth me
The quiet waters by.
My soul he doth restore again
and me to walk doth make
within the path of righteousness
e’en for His own name sake.
Ye thou i walk in death’s dark veil
yet will i fear none ill
for thou art with me and thy rod
and staff me comfort still.
My table thou hast furnished
in presence of my foes
my head thou dost with oil anoint
and my cup overflows.