[Verse] Sunlight spills across the seat, Pages flutter, soft and sweet. I trace the lines with quiet hand, A promise written in the sand. The city hums beyond the glass, But I’m walking through a quiet pass. [Pre-Chorus] Every word I’ve learned to say, Is a prayer in the fading gray. [Chorus] The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want— In green pastures, He leads me there, By still waters, I am known. When shadows fall, He walks with me, His rod and staff, my peace, my key. The Lord is my shepherd— I shall not want. [Verse] The bus sways slow like lullaby, A quiet prayer beneath the sky. I whisper now, “He makes me rest,” And I hear my soul begin to bless. No fear, no weight, no bitter fight— Just grace that burns, and light that’s right. [Pre-Chorus] Every word I’ve learned to say, Is a prayer in the fading gray. [Chorus] The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want— In green pastures, He leads me there, By still waters, I am known. When shadows fall, He walks with me, His rod and staff, my peace, my key. The Lord is my shepherd— I shall not want. [Bridge] Even in the rush, the noise, the strain, His voice still calls, again, again. I’m not alone, I’m never lost— I am held in His unbroken oath. And when I sing, I’m not alone… For every line is His and my own. [Chorus] The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want— In green pastures, He leads me there, By still waters, I am known. When shadows fall, He walks with me, His rod and staff, my peace, my key. The Lord is my shepherd— I shall not want. [Outro] The Lord is my shepherd… I shall not want… (voice fades softly, backed by gentle harmonies)