love of The is King my Shepherd

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