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"My Shepherd will supply my need,
Jehovah is his name.
In pastures fresh he makes me feed
beside the living stream.
He brings my wand’ring spirit back
when I forsake his ways.
And leads me for his mercy’s sake,
in paths of truth and grace.

When I walk through the shades of death,
thy presence is my stay;
One word of thy supporting breath
drives all my fears away.
Thy hand, in sight of all my foes,
doth still my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
thy oil anoints my head.

The sure provisions of my God
attend me all my days;
Oh may thy house be mine abode,
and all my works be praise.
There would I find a settled rest,
while others go and come;
No more a stranger or a guest,
but like a child at home."
(Isaac Watts)

A hymn that God has used to bring
sweet comfort to my soul,
while storms and valleys
and sorrows fill my days,
so does His comfort in these words -
He is faithful.

~ Jean Marie~