P. Hately Waddell (1817 - 1891) Scottish

The sheep-keepin o' the Lord's kind an' canny, wi' a braw howff at lang last: David keeps his sheep; the Lord keeps David.

An heigh-lilt o' David's.

The Lord is my herd, nae want sal fa' me:

He luts me till like amang green howes; he airts me atowre by the lown

watirs:

He waukens my wa'-gen saul; he weises me roun, for his ain names's

sake, intil right roddins.

Na!, tho' I gang thro' the dead-mirk-dail; e'en thar, sal I dread ane

skaithin:

For yersel are nar-by me; yer stok an' yer stay haud me baith fu'

cheerie.

My buird ye hae hansell'd in face o' my faes; ye hae drookit my head wi'

oyle;

My bicker is fu' an' skailin.

E'en sae, sal gude-guidin' an' gude-gree gang wi' me, ilk day o' my livin'

an' evir mair syne, i' the Lord's ain howff, at lang last, sal I mak

bydan.

Citation: P. Hately Waddell, " Psalm 23," SBL Forum , n.p. [cited April 2006]. Online:http://sbl-site.org/Article.aspx?ArticleID=146