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PARAPHRASE OF PSALM 23

My Shepherd will supply my need:

Jehovah is His name;

In pastures fresh He makes me feed,

Beside the living stream.

He brings my wandering spirit back

When I forsake His ways,

And leads me, for His mercy's sake,

In paths of truth and grace.

When I walk through the shades of death

His presence is my stay.

One word of His supporting grace

Drives all my fears away.

His hand, in sight of all my foes,

Doth still my table spread;

My cup with blessings overflows,

His oil anoints my head.

The sure provisions of my God

Attend me all my days;

O may Thy house be my abode,

And all my work be praise.

There would I find a settled rest,

While others go and come;

No more a stranger,

nor a guest,

But like a child at home.

Isaac Watts


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