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I run through a forest of pain and fear, to flee from those I once held dear. I run and run, my footfall echoing. I think to go back, when I am overwhelmed. These shadows, these beasts, they surround me. I try to scream, my voice runs dry, I know i must flee, less I wish to die. My pulse, it races, my head it spins....
I think I have failed, my battle to be pointless, until those soft words, that accompanied me from life to this nightmare escape my lips. Those words from the bible, from the Psalm run off my tounge like silk, eraseing the fear that stands before me...
God, you're my refuge. I trust in you and I'm safe! That's right—he rescues you from hidden traps, shields you from deadly hazards. His huge outstretched arms protect you— under them you're perfectly safe; his arms fend off all harm. Fear nothing—not wild wolves in the night, Not disease that prowls through the darkness, not disaster that erupts at high noon.
