Sunday's Hymn: The Lord's My Shepherd

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 none 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 for evermore
My dwelling place shall be.

—Scottish Psalter

Other hymns, worship songs, or quotes for this Sunday:

• Break Thou the Bread of Life at The Happy Wonderer
• Smitten, Stricken, and Afflicted at The Upward Call
• The Shepherd has not forgotten you at Tried With Fire
• Lord’s Day 39, 2017 at The Thirsty Theologian