King Shepherd love is of The my

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