Yahweh is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
In grassy meadows he lets me lie. By tranquil streams he leads me
to restore my spirit. He guides me in paths of saving justice as befits his name.
Even were I to walk in a ravine as dark as death I should fear no danger, for you are at my side. Your staff and your crook are there to soothe me.
You prepare a table for me under the eyes of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup brims over.
Kindness and faithful love pursue me every day of my life. I make my home in the house of Yahweh for all time to come.
Is Psalm 23 written in the voice of a sheep dog? Is herd dog analogous to the role of a leader within a community of faith? Jesus is the true shepherd. Some people help on the sides.
ps: I have known all of these dogs, old men and shoes. Several of them quite well. jt