Also -- when I walk in a valley of death-shade, I fear no evil, for Thou art with me, Thy rod and Thy staff -- they comfort me.

To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "The Lily of the Covenant." A teaching poem by David, when he fought with Aram Naharaim and with Aram Zobah, and Joab returned, and killed twelve thousand of Edom in the Valley of Salt.

{To the chief Musician upon Shushaneduth, Michtam of David, to teach; when he strove with Aramnaharaim and with Aramzobah, when Joab returned, and smote of Edom in the valley of salt twelve thousand.} O God, thou hast cast us off, thou hast scattered us, thou hast been displeased; O turn thyself to us again.

God has said in his holy place, I will be glad: I will make a division of Shechem, and the valley of Succoth will be measured out.

God hath spoken in his holiness; I will rejoice, I will divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth.

As they pass through the Valley of Baca,
they make it a source of springwater;
even the autumn rain will cover it with blessings.

God has spoken in His sanctuary:
“I will triumph!
I will divide up Shechem.
I will apportion the Valley of Succoth.