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Let me come in where you are weeping, friend, And let me take your hand. I, who have known a sorrow such as yours, Can understand. Let me come in - I would be very still Beside you in your grief; I would not bid you cease your weeping, friend, Tears bring relief. Let me come in - I would only breath a prayer, And hold your hand, For I have known a sorrow such as yours, And understand.
The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want, He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside quiet waters. He restores my soul; He guides me in the paths of righteousness For His name' sake. Though I walk through the valley of the Shadow of death, I fear no evil; For Thou art with me; Thy rod and Thy staff, they comfort me. Thou dost prepare a table before me In the presence of my enemies; Thou hast annointed my head with oil; My cup overflows. Surely goodness & loving kindness will follow me All the days of my life, And I will dwell in the house of the Lord Forever.