In meadows of green grass He leads me;
there He revives my soul.
He guides me by paths of virtue for the sake
of His name.
Though I pass through a gloomy valley, I fear
no harm; besides me Your rod and Your staff
and there, to hearten me.
You prepare a table before me under the eyes
of my enemies; You anoint my head with oil,
my cup brims over.
Ah, how goodness and kindness pursue me,
every day of my life; my home, Your house
as long as I live.
(Psalm 23)
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