Lord’s Prayer

The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing at all,
He leads me to pastures where green grasses call.
Beside quiet waters He makes my soul rest,
Restores what was broken, renews what was stressed.
In paths of true righteousness guiding my way,
For His holy name’s sake, He shows me the day.
Though death’s dark valley I walk through alone,
I fear no evil—Thou art with me, my own.

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