6.  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  anointest  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  forever.
"Twenty-third  Psalm."  TBE  BIBLE.
7.    I  chatter  over  stony  ways,

In  little  sharps  and  trebles,
I  bubble  into  eddying  bays,
I  babble  on  the  pebbles.
With  many  a  curve  my  banks  I  fret,

By  many  a  field  and  fallow,
And  many  a  fairy  foreland  set

With  willow-weed  and  mallow.
I  chatter,  chatter,  as  I  flow

To  join  the  brimming  river,
For  men  may  come  and  men  may  go,

But  I  go  on  forever.
"The  Brook."  TENNYSON.
