The Lord is My Shepherd

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.

Se Hælend is mín hyrde; ic ne sceal wilnian.

He me læt to licgan on grene fæder: he leadeth me beforan þǣm stille wætere.

He restoreth min sawl: he leadeth me on þǣm weġum rihtwisnesse for his nama's sake.

Þū gearwiað ætable beforan me on þære gesiðfæstness mine feond: þū annointest mīn heafod with eole; mīn cyp gehwyrfað ofer.

Sōþlice gōdnes and milde shall folgað mē eall dagas míne lifes: and ic wylle ābidan in ðære huse þe Hælend for æfre.