Outlaw Prayers - Shadow of the Valley | Dark Gospel Country (Inspired by Psalm 23)

Outlaw Prayers - Shadow of the Valley | Dark Gospel Country (Inspired by Psalm 23) "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death... I will fear no evil." But what happens when the Shepherd is gone and the shadows have teeth? This is "In the Shadow of the Valley," a haunting reinterpretation of the iconic Psalm 23, told through the desolate lens of Dark Country and Southern Gothic. It's a pilgrimage into the heart of doubt, fear, and the sheer will to keep walking when faith is just a memory. For those who find solace in the profound storytelling of Johnny Cash, the somber poetry of Townes Van Zandt, or the atmospheric dread of The Handsome Family, this song is for you. 🎧 Listen on music streaming platforms: Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/intl-pt/arti... Deezer: https://link.deezer.com/s/321RZb0P3Xv... Apple Music:   / sermons-from-the-soil   Amazon Music: https://music.amazon.com/albums/B0GBY... 📌 Subscribe to Outlaw Prayers:    / @outlawprayers   🎶 New Dark Country Gospel music playlists every week! 🙏 full playlist here:    • SERMONS FROM THE SOIL   ----- LYRICS: I fear no evil, that’s what the Good Book said But the evil is hungry and it wants to be fed I’m walking through the valley where the sun don’t shine Where the grapes have withered on the twisted vine The rod and the staff, they are broken in two I’m looking for the Shepherd, but I can’t find You The shadows are long and they have teeth and claws I’m living outside of the natural laws. Silence is heavy, heavy as lead Walking among the living, walking with the dead The path is narrow and the drop is steep I have promises that I cannot keep. In the Shadow of the Valley of Death I roam A thousand miles from the place I called home The darkness is a blanket, the cold is a friend I’m waiting for the beginning, or maybe the end If I stumble, if I fall, if I lose my way Will the shadows consume me or will I see the day? In the Shadow... in the deep, dark Shadow. I see the bones of the travelers who came before They knocked and they pleaded at the iron door But the valley keeps its secrets in the rocky ground Where a man can get lost and never be found I whisper a psalm but my voice is too weak My heart is too tired, my future is bleak But I keep on walking, one foot then the next Reading the sorrow in the unwritten text. Silence is heavy, heavy as lead Walking among the living, walking with the dead The path is narrow and the drop is steep I have promises that I cannot keep. In the Shadow of the Valley of Death I roam A thousand miles from the place I called home The darkness is a blanket, the cold is a friend I’m waiting for the beginning, or maybe the end If I stumble, if I fall, if I lose my way Will the shadows consume me or will I see the day? In the Shadow... in the deep, dark Shadow. "Yea, though I walk..." But I am walking alone. "Thy rod and Thy staff..." They are nowhere to be seen. Lord, this valley is endless. And I am afraid. In the Shadow of the Valley of Death I roam A thousand miles from the place I called home The darkness is a blanket, the cold is a friend I’m waiting for the beginning, or maybe the end If I stumble, if I fall, if I lose my way Will the shadows consume me or will I see the day? In the Shadow... in the deep, dark Shadow. Keep walking. Just keep walking. Don't look back. ----- #psalm23 #darkcountry #southerngothic #gothicamericana #outlawcountry #countrygospel #johnnycash #townesvanzandt #darkfolk #christiancountry #spirituality