Yea though I walk with you
Rod staff got with you
Shall not, fall not, want not, not with you
Yea though I say that
Pray that may' that
If I repeat my feet won't stray that
I'm Shadow boxin' demons
My valleys let me see them
armed with a calm, i can't see odds even
I See pastored pastures past your
Boxed idea of what might be asked for
Yea though I walk through
Greased up and got crew
Snack snatching napkins from anyone I want to
Anyone I ought too, anyone that needs too
rest? I know someone who has got you
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