There was once a Shakespearean actor who was known everywhere for his 
one-man show of readings and recitations from the classics. He would 
always end his performance with a dramatic reading of Psalm 23. Each 
night, without exception, as the actor began his recitation - "The Lord 
is my shepherd, I shall not want" - the crowd would listen attentively. 
And then, at the conclusion of the psalm, they would rise in thunderous 
applause in appreciation of the actor's incredible ability to bring 
the verse to life. 

But one night, just before the actor was to offer his customary recital
of Psalm 23, a young man from the audience spoke up. "Sir do you mind if 
tonight I recite Psalm 23?" The actor was quite taken back by this
unusual request, but he allowed the young man to come forward and stand 
front and center on the stage to recite the psalm, knowing that the ability 
of this unskilled youth would be no match for his own talent. 

With a soft voice, the young man began to recite the words of the psalm. 
When he was finished, there was no applause. There was no standing ovation 
as on other nights. All that could be heard was the sound of weeping. The 
audience had been so moved by the young man's recitation that every eye 
was full of tears. 

Amazed by what he had heard, the actor said to the youth, "I don't understand. 
I have been performing Psalm 23 for years. I have a lifetime of experience 
and training - but I have never been able to move an audience as you have 
tonight. Tell me, what is your secret?" 

The young man humbly replied, "Well sir, you know the Psalm... but I 
know the Shepherd." 

Author Unknown