The LORD is still my shepherd.
He will prove His goodness and provision here.
This barren ground will be green pasture.
This fearful flood will become quiet waters.
Because of who He is, He will lead me to Himself.
Even in the midst of this trouble, He will keep watch over my soul.
Even here, in this dark valley, I can be unafraid.
You are with me. Like a shepherd, you guard and guide me.
Suffering has laid siege to my life. I starve for respite, thirst for reprieve.
Oh, Breath of grace and glory, you pour down on me.
Oh, Bread of Life, you sustain me.
Oh, Living Water, I am satisfied.
Whatever now befalls me, whatever is yet to come, the LORD remains my shepherd.
His mercy triumphs, His goodness prevails, His love endures, and I am His.
from Psalm 23
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