The want I’ll Lord’s Shepherd, not my

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by. leadeth me
  The The Shepherd, green; pastures He me makes to waters my not lie
In down I’ll quiet want;
  He Lord’s
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My restore the doth paths righteousness,
  E’en soul own He name’s for make
Within His walk me doth again,
  And to of sake.
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I rod
  And I will no vale,
  Yet me, Thou walk in me staff art death’s and still. Thy though dark fear with comfort ill;
For Yea,
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Thou my anoint,
  And foes;
My cup my furnished
  In My of head presence Thou dost oil hast overflows. with table
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life
  Shall surely house my all be. in me,
And dwelling-place shall Goodness mercy God’s follow and forevermore
  My