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In the city's heartbeat or where the fields sway,
God tends to me, guiding the way. I lack nothing; in His grace, I confide, Resting in green pastures, where shadows hide. Beside tranquil waters, my soul is restored, Through urban chaos or meadows adored. He leads me on pathways clear, A steady guide, no whispers of fear. Even in the concrete valleys of despair, I'll not falter, for God's tender care. A table is set amidst the city's hum, Goodness and mercy are my daily sum. In the quiet moments when the sun descends, I find solace, in God, my friend. No daunting darkness, no echoes of dread, For His presence, a comforting thread. In the rhythm of life, where sorrows may blend, God walks with me, a steadfast friend. In the city's embrace or the meadows wide, With God by my side, I peacefully abide. |
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