Friday, July 4, 2014

Dolly's Prayer

The shepherd is my guard, I shall not bleat
He taketh me to lie down in green pastures
He leadeth me to drink still clean waters
He restoreth my sole when it aches
And sets me on the right path to his namesake farm
Yea though I sometimes walk through valleys out of breath
I will fear no bad outcome
For he is with me
His rod and staff of border collies comfort me
He preparest a dinner of grass and clover while fox and wolf watch
And shears my wool when it runneth over a cups worth
Surely goodness and friendship will be with me all the days of my life
And I will dwell and forage in the land of my shepherd forever.

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