paroles de chanson The Lord's my shepherd - Kithara

The lord's my shepherd
I'll not want
He makes me down to lie
In pastures green
He leadeth me
The quiet waters by

My soul He doth restore again,
And me to walk doth make
Within the paths of righteousness,
E'en for His own name's sake.

Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale,
Yet will I fear no ill;
For Thou art with me, and Thy rod
And staff me comfort still.

My table Thou hast furnished
In presence of my foes;
My head Thou dost with oil anoint,
And my cup overflows

Goodness and mercy all my life
Shall surely follow me,
And in God's house forevermore
My dwelling-place shall be.