Lover of My Soul

In a silent shed, where I come to wash down with my Creator Can't no beast enter, and judge my immoral actions For, He shall lay me down in green pastures, beneath oceans of thunder For, Almighty has not forsaken my soul and left me to bleed He has furnish my hunger , before the presence of thy enemies Giving me his daily bread, beloved of my soul; in silence, I await Him Patient, is my Sacred Crow, my cup runneth over, mercy on my knees Anointest my head with oil, as I follow him all the days of my life My pride, I shall swallow and dwell in his shelter I shall no longer stumble , sin and trespass Unto thee will I cry and kiss his feet Belove is the, Almighty King of kings