of love King my Shepherd is The

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