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| Yea, though i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; For thou art with me; Your rod and thy staff, they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies; Thou doth anoint 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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