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