The world is mine to shepherd; I shall not want.
It maketh me to lie down in green-inked pastures:
It leadeth me beside filling coffers.
It restoreth my gold:
It leadeth me in the paths of richness for my name’ sake.
Yea, though I cause valleys of death which shadow the poor,
I will not fear their evil righteousness: For this art is with me;
This rod and this staff, they comfort me.
I preparest a table before me in the presence of starving enemies;
I annointest my wells with oil; My reservoirs runneth over.
Surely ruthlessness and vengeance shall follow all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the House of It forever.
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