Hashem is my sheperd, I shall not lack.
In lush meadows He lays me down, beside tranquil waters He leads me.
He restores my soul.
He leads me on paths of righteousness for His Name's sake.
Though I walk in the valley overshadowed by death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me.
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me.
You prepare a table before me in view of my tormentors.
You anointed my head with oil, my cup overflows.
May only goodness and kindness pursue me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the House of Hashem for long days.
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