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The Shadow of Death

woman shown from behind sitting on bench on hill or mountain looking at sunset
I walk in the valley of the shadow of death, and I fear evil. 
     I fear the loss of one too dear to let go. 
     I fear life without his smile, voice, and warm embrace. 
Will goodness and kindness follow me when my beloved is gone? 
     If I can’t share life with my love, will my cup overflow? 
     What pastures will be green, when my love is buried below the earth? 
     When dust returns to dust, will my memories dim? 
Everlasting Source of Life, hold my beloved though he is beyond the grave. 
     Breath him into eternal life. 
O Loving God, walk with me through the valley. 
     Remove the shadow and let me see the light.

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Tags: illness, love

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