PASS 1

He is like a cold cup of water on a scorching day 
A tree of life , that shades me from death 
For the buzzards are near , flying high circling away , and I hear deaths call as he whistles for me 
Yet you deliver me from my enemies, you shield me from their fiery arrows and your roar in the darkness makes them tremble 
 He is like a cloud on a day of horrible temper . Heat and it's barren maid are all around . Yet he cast his everlasting arms around me , for the Lord is my protector
In the heat of day he is there 
In the still and coldness of the winter nights , the lord is there like a great furnace to keep me company

All my days shall he walk with me , for the Lord is my keeper forever and forever