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