The Lord Is My Shepard Poem by Clarence Williams

The lord is my Shepard


The lord is my Shepard I shall not want, now when things in my life started to fall and claps that was put together it was cut with crakes  and I, tried to stand up with my head up high but in the mist it was a mess and the only thing I can do is Sigh now if it's one thing I was hit with another, I was walking thur, being dedicated to trying to hold on allowing god to see me thur to a path that the natural eye couldn't see. Because some folks thought it was a sat up to break me but god was making in the present of my enemy's. I was hit hard and my bruise was on thee inside and that my hurt, and pain was form of tattoos 
and I was carrying it from one place trying to enter this new view praying to god to remove this cup that was over flowing but still there was no answer but I was trusting and believing that god will see me thur because the lord is my Shepard, now as I walk thur a volley of   shadows I was refusing to fear. Because just in the nick of time, God turn my situation around 
And he wiped away every one of my tears he is my comforter he is a friend thats unfailing that's why I refuse to sit Down I'm opening up my mouth telling that GOD did it for me he is the same God who can do it for you, the lord is my Shepard no other GOD will do.

Sir Clarence of greater 6-13/01