Poetry

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The Lord is my Pastor,
I ought not to be afraid.
In times of confusion,
frustration and mistrust,
He Patiently and gently leads me on.
When passing through deep darkness,
I feel His reassuring presence.
Amidst the shadows of pain and sorrow,
He is totally reliable,
and will never let me down.
He accepts me
when no one else befriends me.
He gives affirmation to my uniqueness,
daily He refreshes my soul.
At any time,
He is open to receive my prayer,
heal my hurts,
and impart His enabling strength.
He is full of compassion,
and abundantly merciful.
When I flounder in anxieties,
He absorbs me with His peace.
When I feel unwanted and unworthy,
He assures me of forgiveness
and His enduring closeness.
In the unreality of my fallen world,
He confirms my reality in Him.
When no one offers support,
He is my basic fortitude
and my personal encouragement.
Surely,
nothing will seperate me from Him,
His goodness towards me is bounteous,
His love is intimately continuous,
and,
I will abide with Him forever.

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