Where he gives me repose.

We need not look far for answers.

To repel life’s  irritations and blows.

The journey up the A1 had been long.

Heavy traffic , delays , overtaking .

In the thick of the throng.

No time for quiet thinking.

Here was I now at the Ramblers’ Church resting.

A glorious view unfolding .

Green pastures spreading.

The only noise , birds singing.

I read  psalm twenty two.

And my drooping spirit away flew.

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The Lord’s my shepherd

We read in psalm twenty two

By restful waters

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Read Psalm 22