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2008-07-30 02:05:31 UTC
It's suposed to be this:
The Gods are my caretakers; I shall not stray;
Side by side they lead me in the beautiful paths and glorious
refreshing of life everlasting.
I shall not, in this Divine Presence, want for food nor thirst for
water.
Though I go down into the valley of uncertainty or ascend up into the
worlds of doubt,
Though I move in loneliness or with the fellows of my kind,
Though I triumph in the choirs of light or falter in the solitary
places of the spheres,
Your good spirit shall minister to me, and your glorious angel will
comfort me.
Though I descend into the depths of darkness and death itself,
I shall not doubt you nor fear you,
For I know that in the fullness of time and the glory of your name
You will raise me up to sit with you on the battlements on high.
Page 553 That is the story whispered in the night season to the
shepherd boy. He could not retain it word for word, but to the best of
his memory he gave it much as it is recorded today.
Claude.
The Gods are my caretakers; I shall not stray;
Side by side they lead me in the beautiful paths and glorious
refreshing of life everlasting.
I shall not, in this Divine Presence, want for food nor thirst for
water.
Though I go down into the valley of uncertainty or ascend up into the
worlds of doubt,
Though I move in loneliness or with the fellows of my kind,
Though I triumph in the choirs of light or falter in the solitary
places of the spheres,
Your good spirit shall minister to me, and your glorious angel will
comfort me.
Though I descend into the depths of darkness and death itself,
I shall not doubt you nor fear you,
For I know that in the fullness of time and the glory of your name
You will raise me up to sit with you on the battlements on high.
Page 553 That is the story whispered in the night season to the
shepherd boy. He could not retain it word for word, but to the best of
his memory he gave it much as it is recorded today.
Claude.