Father, would'st hear again the shepherd's psalm?
Saul (heavily):
Yea, for I have a sickness, daughter;
And the song is verily one of delight.
(Michal leans beside Saul as David sings.)
David (sings):
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.
The Lord is my shepherd: I shall not want.
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—
Saul (rises threateningly):
What sayest thou?
Who hath anointed thy head with oil?
David:
O king, the prophet Samuel, sent of God!
O king, one day I shall be king of Israel.