And threatens my peace
I go to the One whose love does not cease
Through dark valleys He takes me
Unafraid he guides me
With strength He protects me.
Enemies howl for my blood
When I shake and shiver
His hand is upon me.
When injured His oil pours forth
A table before me He sets
Rest is invited, look at Me He says.
I choose not to listen to threats
I choose to look into loving eyes
I choose to hear comforting words.
Surely goodness and mercy are mine
They follow me, His love surrounds me,
His word keeps me.
