The Lord is my guide,
I will not get lost.
He makes me to lie down on beds of pine needles.
He leads me beside the still lakes.
He fills my soul after weeks of work,
and leads me down the right trails.
He inspires me to a godly life.
Though I ford the deep rivers
and walk in the dark of night
I will fear no evil,
for You are with me.
Your map and your compass comfort me.
You prepare a campfire
with special foods and warm drinks
away from those who oppress me.
You shade my head at noontime.
You give me water when I am thirsty.
Surely good memories will follow me
and good friends attend me
all the days of my life.
And I shall follow the trail
into the everlasting sanctuary of the Most High.