Lord is my shepherd, what then shall I fear?
What danger can frighten me whilst he is near?
Not when the day comes that I pass thro' the Vale
Of the Shadow of Death, shall my heart ever fail.
Tho' afraid by myself to pursue the dark way,
Thy rod and thy staff are my comfort and stay;
For I know by the guidance, when once it is past,
To a fountain of life it will lead me at last,