Like sheep they are appointed for Sheol;
Death shall be their shepherd,
and the upright shall rule over them in the morning.
Their form shall be consumed in Sheol, with no place to dwell.
But God will ransom my soul from the power of Sheol,
for he will receive me.
I read this in the Bible this morning... and it made me happy, and inspired me.
Is that weird?
-Miss Polka Dot