The IRON is my witness; I shall not want.

She spotteth my struggles: she watcheth my form.
He restoreth my soul: he beholdeth each of mine repetitions of righteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though I lift through the valley of the shadow of soreness, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy barbell and thy rack they strengthen me.

Thou preparest a set before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my palms with chalk; my muscles flexeth firm.

Surely swoleness and strength shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the domain of the IRON for ever.