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He who dwells in the secret
     place of the Most High
shall abide under the
     shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the Lord, "He is my
     refuge and my fortress;
My God, in Him I will trust."

Surely He shall deliver you
     from the snare of the fowler
and from the perilous
He shall cover you with
     His feathers,
and under His wings
     you shall take refuge;
His truth shall be your
     shield and buckler.
You shall not be afraid of
     the terror by night,
nor of the arrow that flies by day,
     nor of the pestilence that
walks in darkness,
     nor of the destruction that
lays waste at noonday.

A thousand may fall at your side,
     and ten thousand
at your right hand,
     but it shall not come near you.
Only with your eyes
      shall you look,
and see the reward of the wicked.

Because you have made the Lord,
     who is my refuge,
even the Most High, your
     dwelling place,
No evil shall befall you,
     nor shall any plague come
near your dwelling;
     for He shall give His angels
charge over you,
     to keep you in all your ways.
In their hands they shall
      bear you up         ,
Lest you dash your foot
     against a stone.
You shall tread upon the
     lion and the cobra,
the young lion and the serpent
     you shall trample underfoot.

Because he has set his love
     upon Me, therefore I
will deliver him;
     I will set him on high, because
he has known My name.
     He shall call upon Me, and
I will answer him;
     I will be with him in trouble;
I will deliver him and honor him,
     with long life I will satisfy him,
and show him My salvation.
From the Holy Bible, in the Book of Psalms.  You just have to qualify for this blessing to be yours.
May the bitter truth set you just as free
as those sweet lies kept you bound.
I wish
we had never met
but it's too late now
even to fix this poem
Easily my tears do flow
remembering times past
I'm happy now to shed these tears
free to feel at last
The things you want
aren't always
what you get
you have gotten things
you can't forget
but I will make you
a giant bet
that your best things
haven't happened yet
Fireflies gather
in the darkening night
to dance by the glow
of their own light
One in a million who's
at home within your heart--
Why must we be so
desperately far apart?
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