The Lord I my shepherd;
There is nothing I lack.
In green pastures he makes me lie down;
To still waters he leads me;
He restores my soul.
He guides me along right paths
For the sake of his name.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil, for you are with me;
Your rod and your staff comfort me.
John Lewis, Rest in Peace!
C'est la vie 