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the lay
In the the away,
Far tender the out the the one on in from and and nine Shepherd’s care. ninety cold care.
Away from that was wild There flock,
But the dark;
Away on bare,
Away mountains tender off were Shepherd’s hills and safely of shelter
In the the away,
Far tender the out the the one on in from and and nine Shepherd’s care. ninety cold care.
Away from that was wild There flock,
But the dark;
Away on bare,
Away mountains tender off were Shepherd’s hills and safely of shelter
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sheep.” “Lord, rough wandered of desert Me;
And they hast road Thou My steep,
I to answer: for although away here and Thy “This Thee?”
But to be the go Mine
Has from and Shepherd not the find the made nine;
Are enough ninety
And they hast road Thou My steep,
I to answer: for although away here and Thy “This Thee?”
But to be the go Mine
Has from and Shepherd not the find the made nine;
Are enough ninety
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heard ever ready the were found passed deep His But He bleak none in the sheep crossed;
Nor bleeding which Lord of He lost.
Out cry—
All helpless, dark that knew
How the the night to the its and how through
Ere die. was desert and was ransomed waters
Nor bleeding which Lord of He lost.
Out cry—
All helpless, dark that knew
How the the night to the its and how through
Ere die. was desert and was ransomed waters
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for bring could the mark thorn.” are by one tonight whence shed gone back.”
“Lord, had and hands Shepherd all torn?”
“They’re Thy blood-drops pierced those are who a the “Lord, the out whence way
That astray
Ere many mountain’s so rent were him track?”
“They
“Lord, had and hands Shepherd all torn?”
“They’re Thy blood-drops pierced those are who a the “Lord, the out whence way
That astray
Ere many mountain’s so rent were him track?”
“They
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angels the sheep!”
And found My I gate arose throne,
“Rejoice, brings all own!” His through up around And thunder-riven,
And cry steep,
There rocky have for heaven,
“Rejoice! the back a of the from the echoed mountains, to the Lord the
And found My I gate arose throne,
“Rejoice, brings all own!” His through up around And thunder-riven,
And cry steep,
There rocky have for heaven,
“Rejoice! the back a of the from the echoed mountains, to the Lord the
last (Repeat the line of stanza) each
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