Lush Meadows

God, my shepherd!

I don't need a thing.

You have bedded me down in lush meadows,

You find me quiet pools to drink from.

True to your word, 

You let me catch my breath

And send me in the right direction.

Even when the way goes through Death Valley,

I'm not afraid

when you walk by my side.

Your trusty shepherd's crook

Makes me feel secure.

You serve me a six-course dinner

Right in front of my enemies.

You revive my drooping head;

My cup brims with blessing.

I'm back home in the house of God

For the rest of my life.

Psalm 23 

(The Message)