231 Jehovah 'is' my shepherd, I do not lack, 2 In pastures of tender grass He causeth me to lie down, By quiet waters He doth lead me. 3 My soul He refresheth, He leadeth me in paths of righteousness, For His name's sake, 4 Also—when I walk in a valley of death-shade, I fear no evil, for Thou 'art' with me, Thy rod and Thy staff—they comfort me. 5 Thou arrangest before me a table, Over-against my adversaries, Thou hast anointed with oil my head, My cup is full! 6 Only—goodness and kindness pursue me, All the days of my life, And my dwelling 'is' in the house of Jehovah, For a length of days!
