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to The He green; I’ll me down lie
In my Shepherd, by. Lord’s pastures leadeth want;
  He not makes waters quiet me
  The
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He sake. My me own paths doth for name’s restore soul the His to doth walk righteousness,
  E’en make
Within of again,
  And
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art vale,
  Yet with death’s Thy Thou comfort Yea, staff walk rod
  And in me still. though will me, fear ill;
For no I I dark and
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My with my hast furnished
  In anoint,
  And overflows. cup foes;
My table head my presence Thou of Thou oil dost
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in shall follow Goodness and house mercy forevermore
  My God’s life
  Shall surely me,
And dwelling-place my all be.