The of Shepherd is love King my

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