While entertaining the residents of a retirement home, a famous actor
was asked by a white-haired old man to recite the 23rd Psalm. He did
so and, after his polished performance, there was a burst of applause
from the appreciative audience.
Then, the actor said to the old man,
"Now what about you, my friend, would you like to stand up and recite
that Psalm for us?"
With the aid of his stick, the old man arose and
in a thin, quavering voice began, "The Lord is my shepherd, I shall
not want "
When he finished there was no applause and one or two
dabbed at their eyes which had become moist with tears. Greatly moved
himself, the actor put his arm around the old man's frail shoulders
and said, "My friend, I know the Psalm but its plain to see, you
know The Shepherd."