From this excellent article:
Heroin is my shepherd
I shall always want.
It maketh me to lie down in gutters
It leadeth me beside still madness
It destroyeth my soul.
It leadeth me in the paths of hell for its’ name sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil,
For heroin art with me.
My syringe and spike shall comfort me.
Thou puttest me to shame in the presence of my enemies.
Thou anointest my head with madness.
My cup runneth over with sorrow.
Surely hate and evil shall follow me all the days of my life,
And I will dwell in the house of misery and disgrace forever.