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| In Loving Memory of our Friend Michael Corder |
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| The Lord is my shepard; I shall not want He makes me to lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside the still waters. He retores my soul; He leads me in the paths of righteousness For His name's sake. Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; For You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You anoint my head with oil; My cup runs over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me All the days of my life; And I will dwell in the house of the Lord Forever. Amen |
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