5 My table thou hast furnished in presence of my foes; My head thou dost with oil anoint, and my cup overflows. 6 Goodness and mercy all my life shall surely follow me: And in God's house for evermore my dwelling-place shall be.
3 My soul he doth restore again; and me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, ev'n for his own name's sake. 4 Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, yet will I fear none ill: For thou art with me; and thy rod and staff me comfort still.