The Holy one is my Guide;
    my life is whole.
We journey together
    over fertile hillsides
    and rest
    beside nourishing springs.
This is my spirit
    ever renewed,
    for my Guide leads me
    down paths of fullness.
Even when my steps lead
    into the kingdom of death
    I do not fear
    for I know you are with me.
Your presence
    your shelter
    is a comfort to me.
With you I can set myself aright
    in the face of
    deepest sorrow;
    and soon my joy is filled to overflowing.
As I journey on,
    nothing but kindness and love
    shall follow
    until the day I finally return.
To my Source,
    my destination.
Used by permission of the Reconstructionist Press.
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