God, my shepherd! I don't need a thing.
   You have bedded me down in lush meadows,
      you find me quiet pools to drink from.
   True to your word,
      you let me catch my breath
      and send me in the right direction.

    Even when the way goes through
      Death Valley,
    I'm not afraid
      when you walk at my side.
   Your trusty shepherd's crook
      makes me feel secure.

   You serve me a six-course dinner
      right in front of my enemies.
   You revive my drooping head;
      my cup brims with blessing.

   Your beauty and love chase after me
      every day of my life.
   I'm back home in the house of God
      for the rest of my life.

                                                   FromThe message translation