The Twenty-Third Psalms (Bible Poems for Children)
The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want.
He makes me to lie down,
in green pastures.
He leads me beside the
still waters.
He restores my soul,
He leads me in the paths
of rightenous, For his
namesake.
Yea, though I walk through
the valley of the shadow
of death, I will fear no
evil
For you are with me.
Your rod and your staff,
they comfort me,
You prepare a table before
me
in the presence of my
enemies.
You anoint my head with oil,
My cup overflows with
blessings.
Surely goodness and mercy
shall follow mw all the
days of my life,
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Shadow Of Deth
Auxilium meum a Domino
The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures
He leadeth me beside the still waters
He restoreth my soul
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil; for thou art with me
Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies
Thou anoitest my head with oil; my cup runneth over
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life
And I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever
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The Lord Is My Shepherd
THE LORD ID MY SHEPHERED , THE LORD IS MY SHEPHED
MY FRIEND AND HELPER, I SHALL NOT WANT
HE'S THERE TO GUIDE ME , STANDING BESIDE ME
THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD, I SHALL NOT WANT
SPOKEN:THE LORD IS MY SHEPHERD, I SHALL NOT WANT
HE MAKETH ME TO LIE IN GREEN PASTURES
HE LEADETH ME BESIDE STILL WATERS
HE RESTORETH MY SOUL
{I SHALL NOT WANT...
HE LEADETH ME IN THE PATHS OF RIGHTEOUSNESS FOR HIS NAME' SAKE
AND YEA, THOUGH I WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF DEATH.
I WILL FEAR NO EVIL : FOR THOU ART ME;
THY ROD AND THY STAFF,THEY COMFORT ME.
[I SHALL NOT WANT...]
THOU PREPAREST A TABLE BEFORE ME IN THE PRESENT OF MINE ENEMIES;
THOU ANNOINTH MY HEAD WITH OIL; MY CUP RUNNETH OVER.
SURELY GOODNESS AND MERRY SHALL FOLLOW ME ALL THE DAYS OF MY LIFE.
AND I SHALL NOT DWELL IN THE HOUSE OF THE LORD FOREVER
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The Lord Is My Shepherd
The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know;
I feed in green pastures, safe folded I rest;
He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow,
Restores me when wand’ring, redeems when oppressed.
Through valley and shadow of death though I stray,
Since Thou art my Guardian, no evil I fear;
Thy rod shall defend me, Thy staff be my stay;
No harm can befall, with my Comforter near.
In midst of affliction my table is spread;
With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o’er;
With perfume and oil Thou anointest my head;
O what shall I ask of Thy providence more?
Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God,
Still follow my steps till I meet Thee above;
I seek, by the path which my forefathers trod,
Through land of their sojourn, Thy Kingdom of love.
poem by James Montgomery
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Psalm 23
The Lord is my shepherd I shall not want
And my soul lies down in peace
And even though I walk through the valley of death
I shall not hunger, in fact I will feast
Despite my enemies which are all around
I shall sit at my Master's feet
And goodness and mercy shall follow me
And the shadow of death will retreat
You anoint my head with Holy oil
And comfort with staff and rod
You lead me in the path of righteousness
And forever I shall dwell with my God
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The Twenty-Third Psalm
My Shepherd is the Lord my God,--
There is no want I know;
His flock He leads in verdant meads,
Where tranquil waters flow.
He doth restore my fainting soul
With His divine caress,
And, when I stray, He points the way
To paths of righteousness.
Yea, though I walk the vale of death,
What evil shall I fear?
Thy staff and rod are mine, O God,
And Thou, my Shepherd, near!
Mine enemies behold the feast
Which my dear Lord hath spread;
And, lo! my cup He filleth up,
With oil anoints my head!
Goodness and mercy shall be mine
Unto my dying day;
Then will I bide at His dear side
Forever and for aye!
poem by Eugene Field
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Yea, though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i will fear no evil, for thou art with me. Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me... Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me throughout the rest of my life and i will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.
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Psalm 23
God our shepherd.
My Shepherd is the living Lord;
Now shall my wants be well supplied;
His providence and holy word
Become my safety and my guide.
In pastures where salvation grows
He makes me feed, he makes me rest;
There living water gently flows,
And all the food's divinely blest.
My wand'ring feet his ways mistake,
But he restores my soul to peace,
And leads me, for his mercy's sake,
In the fair paths of righteousness.
Though I walk through the gloomy vale
Where death and all its terrors are,
My heart and hope shall never fail,
For God my Shepherd's with me there.
Amidst the darkness and the deeps
Thou art my comfort, thou my stay;
Thy staff supports my feeble steps,
Thy rod directs my doubtful way.
The sons of earth, and sons of hell,
Gaze at thy goodness, and repine
To see my table spread so well
With living bread and cheerful wine.
[How I rejoice when on my head
Thy Spirit condescends to rest!
'Tis a divine anointing, shed
Like oil of gladness at a feast.
Surely the mercies of the Lord
Attend his household all their days;
There will I dwell to hear his word,
To seek his face, and sing his praise.
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Psalm 23
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
Even when in a famished state I hunt,
In pastures green and lush with abundance,
He renews my spry and exuberance.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
In gardens of drought He will fortune plant.
He leads to quiet pools of fresh water
from which I draw strength and endless laughter.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He does my requests for pleasant paths grant.
Even when to deepest darkness I stray,
He lovingly paves a most glorious way.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
Even when my foes seek my life to hunt,
His rod and staff give me all the comfort
that allay my fears of every discomfort.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He does my sumptuous feasts and banquets flaunt
for my blood thirsty adversaries to see
from abased locations on bended knee.
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
Even when Satan tries my soul to haunt,
His goodness and mercy will follow me
until His heavenly abode I see.
poem by Joseph C Ogbonna (3 July 2022)
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Psalms In Poetry - Chapter 23
1 I lack nothing as Yahweh’s my Shepherd!
2 He lets me lie on grass meadows;
To tranquil streams, He leads me by
3 Restoring my spirit that’s low;
In paths of saving justice that
Befit His name, He guides me well.
4 I shall not fear even to walk
In ravines deep and dark as death,
For, You are at my side always;
Your staff and crook are there to soothe;
5 Before the eyes of all my foes,
You set my table well-prepared;
With oil, you anoint my head too;
My cup is full and overflows.
6 Your faithful love and kindness both
Pursue me every day in life;
I make my home in Yahweh’s house
For times to come – eternally!
poem by John Celes
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Psalm 23
The Lord, the Lord, my Shepherd is,
And so can never I
Taste misery:
He rests me in green pastures His:
By waters still and sweet,
He guides my feet.
He me revives; leads me the way
Which righteousness doth take,
For his name's sake:
Yea, though I should through valleys stray
Of death's dark shade, I will
No whit fear ill.
For Thou, dear Lord, Thou me besettest
Thy rod and thy staff be
To comfort me:
Before me Thou a table settest,
Even when foe's envious eye
Doth it espy.
Thou oilst my head, Thou fillest my cup;
Nay more, Thou endless good,
Shalt give me food.
To Thee, I say, ascended up,
Where Thou, the Lord of all,
Dost hold thy hall.
poem by Philip Sidney
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The 23rd Psalm Of The Lowly Snail
the snail shall not want
it shall lie down in green ponds
it shall reside beside still waters
it shall restore its flesh
it shall be lead in the paths of wetness for your name's sake
it will fear no evil
for you are with it
its hand shall comfort it
and it shall prepare a leaf before it in the presence of all the other insects
its saliva runneth over
it shall anoint its snail with the rainwater
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Lord Is My Shepherd
The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want:
I'm a created follower, I was made a worshipper,
Of spirits, trees, people, stones, but now my idol's left me all alone.
This desire within me's left me hollow, I need someone to follow!
They need to know the way, or I won't see the light of day!
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
This world where I walk, is dry-the dust makes me choke.
My idols lead me to a land of death, here I die in the heat of the dearth.
Oh for some cool water, an oasis, to cool my soul's cravings.
I need some food to nourish me, a fruitful place to run free.
I'm tired of running for my life, I want a place without strife.
He leadeth me beside the still waters:
This life is full of storms, I want to sail on the calm.
The waves are crashing down out here, grinding into the sand.
I gotta get this pounding out my ears: Jesus, hold my heart, calm my fears.
He restoreth my soul:
When I walk out there, I see zombies walking around me.
Indeed, I've been the living dead, many times I've sat on the ledge.
I need a restoration, a renovation, heck, I need a haulover: life revolution.
One answer: Jesus on the cross. Life change, the Lord restores the soul.
The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want.
poem by Joses Tirtabudi
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Noon Walk On The Asylum Lawn
The summer sun ray
shifts through a suspicious tree.
though I walk through the valley of the shadow
It sucks the air
and looks around for me.
The grass speaks.
I hear green chanting all day.
I will fear no evil, fear no evil
The blades extend
and reach my way.
The sky breaks.
It sags and breathes upon my face.
In the presence of mine enemies, mine enemies
The world is full of enemies.
There is no safe place.
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He Is Faithful And Just
The Lord up above is faithful and just even when He seems not to be,
In love He is faithful and true in the way He deals with you and me.
For things come into my life that I truly don't understand or desire,
But God is simply purging my life like gold in the crucible's fire.
For we are all like sheep that go astray and left on our own we roam,
So with His love, He gently guides and leads until we're safely home.
We are put on an earthy path that sometimes seems long and winding,
But our future is sure as His Covenant of Love is eternally binding.
When I go through darkened valleys, and His hand I can't readily see,
With His staff and rod, from up above The Good Shepherd comforts me.
And although my heart may seem to quake, God above makes no mistake,
For my God leads me down paths of righteousness for His Name's sake.
So when my world is in turmoil and my foundation seems to be shaken,
I shall not be afraid, for God is my helper and I won't be forsaken.
Where I go and what happens to me on earth, I may not understand,
But I know I have Eternal Life and can't be snatched from God's hand.
All things work for good for all who've been called to His purpose.
And who am I to question my God who is both Sovereign and timeless.
His goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life friend,
And then I will dwell with the Lord forever, as eternity has no end.
Psalm XXIII
The shepherd Christ from heav'n arriv'd,
My flesh and spirit feeds;
I shall not therefore be depriv'd
Of all my nature needs.
As slop'd against the glist'ning beam
The velvet verdure swells,
He keeps, and leads me by the stream
Where consolation dwells.
My soul He shall from sin restore,
And her free pow'rs awake,
In paths of heav'nly truth to soar,
For love and mercy's sake.
Yea, tho' I walk death's gloomy vale,
The dread I shall disdain;
For Thou art with me, lest I fail,
To check me and sustain.
Thou shalt my plenteous board appoint
Before the braving foe;
Thine oil and wine my head anoint,
And make my goblet flow.
But great still Thy love and grace
Shall all my life attend;
And in Thine hallow'd dwelling place
My knees shall ever bend.
poem by Christopher Smart
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The Shepherd
The shepherd goads his sheep by staff,
And leads them on to pastures green,
Instructing them to watch for wolves
That come in sheep-skin, in their midst!
The shepherd knows each sheep by name,
And calls them sweetly when they stray,
Or when they near the ledge atop
A valley deep or hill-side steep!
The sheep too know their shepherd's call,
And graze on meadows, keeping near;
They know he is their protector,
And will save them at any cost!
How safe it is when shepherd's near!
No sheep can ever lose its way;
The shepherd takes care of the flock,
But cannot bear to see one, lost!
Dedicated to Rev. Fr. Xavier Claudius, Parish Priest,
Holy Family Church, Perundurai, by his beloved parishioners
Copyright by Dr John Celes 31-05-2012
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The 23rd Psalms
God the creator
is my good shepherd
my one and only mentor
who leads me on when all is hard
makes me drink from a kings glass
and gives me all i need
and makes me rest in green grass
while he watches over my every deed.
God the father
renews and fills me with strength
he does more to his kids than any other father
will guide their children to the right path.
Even in our greatest weakness
with or without his shepherds staff
he will lead us through the deepest darkness
and yet from us wont expect a calf.
Where my enemies me can see
like an astronaut from his quest
he prepares a banquet for me
where freely i seat like an honored guest
and my cup is filled to the brim
a thing i will like to see continue as i dream
his goodness, love to stay in my life
even after i must have seen my wife.
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To The Heaven Of Fearlessness
Fear is a mirage
That grows with age
Keeps one in bay
Puts one in disadvantage!
Fear is an illusion
Puts one in delusion
Keeps his mind in pollution
Leads one to privation!
Fear is delirium
Requires 'valium'
kills one for millennium!
Fear of the unknown
Fear of the unseen
Just of the shadow!
Fear of the death
Fear of loss
Just of the ghost!
Fear of failure
Makes one inactive
Funny is the force of fear!
Fear is to be feared
Killer is to be killed
With thought positive
Faith in the Almighty
Sure leads one to plenty
Plenty of peace and poise
Poise that liberates from
The kingdom of fear
And leads to
The Heaven of Fearlessness!
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Be Anxious For Nothing
We are to be anxious for nothing, as our Lord knows our very being,
God who gave us our very breath, guides us in the shadow of death,
He, who has guided us in the past, knows the future that’s been cast,
With God there’s no fear or doubt, what all of our trials, are all about.
Believers need to look to God, who leads His own with staff and rod,
A Loving Shepherd, filled with care, guides us out of all dark despair,
With His rod when we tend to stray, into life’s darkness along the way,
Then He loving guides with His staff, when back onto His well lit path.
A planned course that’s well lit for us, when we employ faith and trust,
In God’s Word and become assured, by not man, but Christ our Lord,
For all in The Lord make no mistake, none of His own, He will forsake,
Even when we choose to roam, our Shepherd will see us safely home.
The Lord Himself will bar no cost, to find that one sheep which is lost,
To bring them safely into the fold, where God’s Word they will behold,
The Light and Truth, not of this world, which only true believers herald,
Giving us internal light and peace, that in any darkness, will not cease.
Even when darkness does draw near, with The Lord, we need not fear,
For God imparts to us His Light, which pierces even the darkest night,
And He who formed us from the earth, has provided to us a new birth,
Through His Eternal Son, Jesus Christ, Who promises us, Eternal Life.
(Copyright ©11/2009)
Aldiar Al Mukadisa (Holy Land Of Israel)
khavivi ya khavivi ha'el hamelekh harakhman.
yishlakh meshikho hane'eman. av harakhman shma kolenu.
shlakh ben david veyigalenu nashuv letzion ir kodshenu.
venishlot ba beyad rama.
mizmor ledavid yehova roi lo ekhsar: bin'ot deshe yarbitzeni al-mey
menukhot yenahaleni: nafshi yeshovev yankheni bema'agley-tzedek
lema'an shmo: gam ki-elekh begey tzalmavet lo-ira ra ki-ata imadi
shivtekha umishantekha hema yenakhamuni: ta'arokh lefanay shulkhan
neged tzoreray dishanta bashemen roshi kosi revaya: akh tov vakhesed
irdefuni kol-yemey khayay veshavti beveit-yehova leorekh yamim:
English translate: The Holy Land Of Israel
my beloved one oh my beloved one the merciful king God.
he will send his faithful messiah. merciful father hear our call.
send the son of david and he will redeem us we will return
to Zion our holy city. and we will rule it mightily.
poetry for David, Jehovah is my shepherd I shall
not want: on grass fields he'll lay me, on calm waters
he'll direct me: my soul he'll make joyful, will guide
me in justice-circles for his name: even if I'll walk in
death-shadow valley I shall not fear because you are with me,
your staff and your support they will comfort me: you
will set up for me a table against my enemies, in oil you
cover my head and filled is my glass: but kindness and
charity will seek me all my life and I shall sit
in Jehovah's house for days on.
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