King my Shepherd The love is of

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