of King The is love my Shepherd

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