is love Shepherd The of my King

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