Настроение:	sick
Музыка:	Gong - YOU
Entry tags:	poetry

The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of
death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod
and thy staff they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine
enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth
over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of
my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for
ever.