One of the loveliest settings for Psalm 23- sing along if you know it.
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 Blessedness, E’en for his own name’s sake.
Yea though I pass thro’ the shadowed vale, Yet will I fear no 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 with oil thou dost anoint, And my cup overflows.
Goodness and mercy and all my days will surely follow me,
And in my fathers heart always my dwelling place shall be.