love King of is Shepherd The my

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