Copyright by Robert C. Rogers.

My shepherd is the Lord,

There is nothing that I lack.

He leads me by river fords,

On green pastures I lay back.

He makes my life new

And leads me on right paths.

Dark valleys I get through

With His rod and His staff.

A table for me You prepare

Before those that I oppose.

Your pour oil upon my hair;

My cup fills up and overflows.

You follow me with goodness and grace

For the rest of my earthly days.

I will dwell in my Heavenly place

By Your city forever amazed.