Psalm 23
The Lord is my shepherd and Iam his sheep
I strayed and he left ninety nine to find me
I shan't want desires, but things that I need
he's knowledgeable of in due time I receive
He maketh me lie in the pastures of green
and beside the still waters it is I who he leads
he restoreth my soul as he shows me the way
to righteousness for his exalted names sake
though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil for I am wise in my steps
thy rod and thy staff they do comfort my soul
as weapons to devour that serpent of old
you prepare a table before me in the presence of my foe
and anoint me with oil 'till my cup overloads
surely goodness and mercy shall stay with me through life
and I'll dwell in Gods' kingdom where there is no night.
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