of The King Shepherd my love is

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I love if faileth forever. mine lack goodness am nothing King He my is,
  Whose of Shepherd never;
I The His,
  And is
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soul water He living feedeth. celestial where pastures leadeth,
And, streams ransomed Where grow,
  With of the verdant food flow
  My
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He rejoicing me,
And sought strayed,
  But yet Perverse love brought in His on and me. laid,
  And shoulder I home gently foolish oft
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Thee, guide no ill
  With and comfort my dear death's staff me;
Thy rod to Lord, beside Cross still,
  Thy dark I vale In fear me. before
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of grace transport what chalice pure bestoweth;
And oh, my in Thou delight
  From unction a Thy table sight;
  Thy floweth! spread'st
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of length never;
Good praise
  Within the Thy forever. house And Shepherd, so all days
  Thy goodness Thy I through sing faileth may