The LORD is my Cairn;

I shall not be moved.

He makes me lie down in soft dorm beds.

He leads me beside still ponds.

He restores my grade.

He guides me down a different path

For his name’s sake.

Even though I walk through dark halls

Toward final exams,

I will fear no paper,

For you are with me;

Your faculty and staff,

They comfort me.

You prepare a table before me,

Filled with pizza, fruit, and veggies;

You anoint my head with wisdom;

My print money overflows.

Surely goodness and mercy

Shall follow me

All the days of the semester,

And I shall learn about my LORD forever.