a poem in my pocket

 

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The Lord is my shepherd,

i admit to sheepishness; like a foolish, fearful, lost lamb

I shall not be in want.

Jesus is all i really want, all i’ll ever need

He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters,
he restores my soul.

my provider sustains and renews me with peace for body and soul

He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.

he leads me on the right path for my good and his honor

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil,

the world is a dangerous place but i need not fear evil’s threats

for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me

my shepherd is ready to protect, defend, and rescue me

You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies.

i will sit at the king’s table and enjoy his triumphal feast

You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.

you raise me up to all i can be; my life spills your joy

Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life,

you are the Lover who pursues me… relentlessly

and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

abiding in his presence is my true forever home