The LORD is my shepherd, supplying my needs.
He makes me lie down on the green, grassy ground;
beside gentle streams of still waters he leads.
Refreshing my spirit, restoring my soul;
the paths that we take for his righteousness sake,
will glory and honor his name we extol.
Though valleys of peril and darkness are trod,
I'll walk without fear for I know you are here
beside me to comfort with your staff and rod.
A feast is prepared in the midst of my foes.
The table is spread and you've oiled my head;
my cup full of blessings and grace overflows.
Your goodness and mercy will follow my days.
Through life's twists and bends I know where my road ends:
I'll live in the house of Jehovah always.
This poem was a finalist in the October 2020 poetry contest