Psalm 23

David

The Lord is my shepherd;
I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
he leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul:
he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: for thou art with me;
thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies:
thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life:
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.

Commentary

Virtually every phrase of this beautiful psalm has passed into the language, and deservedly so - the words are purest music.

— Thomas


The Wondering Minstrels, poem #218 · 26 September 1999

Poem selected by Abraham Thomas

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