want my Lord’s I’ll The Shepherd, not

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