As the sun goes down of an evening, the floating fountain fills the pool with a glow of colors.
And He walks with me, and He talks with me, And He tells me I am His own; And the joy we share as we tarry there, None other has ever known.
Many there be who say of my soul, "There is no help for him in God." Selah. But You, O LORD, are a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.