The Lord is my Shepherd,
And I am His lamb,
Who loves me in spite
Of the way that I am.
Who sees something in me,
That other folks miss,
And I sometimes think maybe,
Because of this
I've never felt bitter,
Unloved or alone,
Though sometimes I grieve for
My loved ones now gone.
For I've always believed in
The words He has said,
That the spirit lives on,
Though the body be dead.
And I feel closer to Him,
Because of His care,
And I know when I call Him,
That He will be there.
So I fear not the shadows,
So dark and so dim,
For my Shepherd will carry me
Safely through them.
~ Grace E. Easley
The Lord is
my shepherd,
I shall not want.
Ps. 23:1
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