The Lord is my shepherd,
I can want nothynge.
He fedeth me in a greene pasture,
& ledeth me to a fresh water.
He quickeneth my soule,
& bryngeth me forth in the waye of ryghteousnes for hys names sake.
Though I shulde walke now in the valley of the shadow of death,
yet I feare no euell, for thou art with me,
thy staff and thy shepehoke comforte me.
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