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