Seven Swans a Swimming
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, tho I walk though death's dark vale
Yet will I fear no ill
For thou art with me, and thy rod
And staff me cofmort 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 forever more
My dwelling place shall be.
Psalm 23, a Scottish Psalter
(melody, Jessie Seymour Irving)
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, tho I walk though death's dark vale
Yet will I fear no ill
For thou art with me, and thy rod
And staff me cofmort 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 forever more
My dwelling place shall be.
Psalm 23, a Scottish Psalter
(melody, Jessie Seymour Irving)