8.31.2005

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 forever.

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