The Lord's my shepherd and my tongue, He makes me down to God in heav'n. Fast as day, He leadeth me the far and the far. My soul He doth restore again, And me to walk the way Within the path of righteousness, Before eternal sleep. Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, Yet will I fear no more, For the Lamb hath led me out of my own, And doth encompass me. My table, though, has hardly shed In presence of my cross. My head hath doused with oil of light, And my cup of life. Goodness and mercy all my life Shall surely follow me, And be in God's power forevermore, And where'er I live, blest shall be. Amen.