The Lord is my provider,
He supplies all my needs,
He makes me to lie down
in sterile surroundings;
He guides me pass raging waters,
He restores my health when I am ill.
He leads me from paths of temptation
for His name's sake.
Even though I walk
down the mean streets of uncertainty and death,
I will fear no evil. Your protective Hand
comforts me.
You prepare a table before me
in the company of my adversaries,
You anoint my head with oil,
My cornucopia runs over.
Surely, Your goodness and mercy
will be with me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the heart
of the Lord forever. Amen
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