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The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not desire;
As I follow His Word,
Gives what I require.
I lie in green pastures,
And led by still waters;
Teaching of the Scriptures,
To my sons and daughters.
He has restored my soul,
Led to the righteous path;
Letting the Lord control,
For avoiding the wrath.
I walk through the valley,
Of the shadow of death;
Bypass the dark alley,
Where I can ease my breath.
I will fear no evil,
Because He is with me;
Shielding from the devil,
As I heed His decree.
He prepares a table,
For eating with my foes;
Anoints to enable,
That my cup overflows.
For goodness and mercy,
Follows me all my days;
To dwell where I could see,
Within His House always.
Copyright © 2021 Richard Newton Sherrer
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The Good Shepherd
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