PSALMS 23
The Lord is my shepherd, earthly riches I don't need, he maketh me to lay down in green pastures, my soul he does feed. He leadeth me beside the still waters you see, He restores my soul, and healeth me. He leads me in paths of righteousness for His names sake I know, through the valley's of the shadows of death I go. I will fear no evil, for with me He does abide, His rod and staff they comfort me, a safe place to hide. He prepares a table, yes a feast for me, in the presence of all my enemy. He annointest my head with oil, my cup does over flow, surly goodness and mercy shall follow me wherever I go. And I " your name" will dwell in the House of the Lord forever you see, together forever, with him I will be.
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