The LORD is my shepherd I shant want
he makes me lie down in da green grass
he takes me next to the still waters
he restores my soul
he takes me up the right street becuz his name is good
and even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death:
I'm not afraid of evil cuz your w/ me
your rod and your staff
they comfort me
you make a place for me where my enemies live
you rub oil on my head;
my cup runneth over
for sure goodness and mercy gonna follow me all the days of my life
and I will dwell in your house forever
[AMEN]
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