Shepherd King of my is The love

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