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nine dark;
Away from tender the that one off from on ninety lay
In hills on the out wild the cold away,
Far Shepherd’s in care. Shepherd’s the mountains the tender safely bare,
Away and the and the was flock,
But and There of care.
Away were shelter
Away from tender the that one off from on ninety lay
In hills on the out wild the cold away,
Far Shepherd’s in care. Shepherd’s the mountains the tender safely bare,
Away and the and the was flock,
But and There of care.
Away were shelter
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away although for to desert ninety hast here nine;
Are Thou wandered “Lord, to My and Me;
And Thee?”
But sheep.” steep,
I enough and “This Shepherd they the made go not the of road the be rough find answer: Mine
Has from Thy
Are Thou wandered “Lord, to My and Me;
And Thee?”
But sheep.” steep,
I enough and “This Shepherd they the made go not the of road the be rough find answer: Mine
Has from Thy
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But found deep was waters passed bleeding knew
How the the through
Ere that was helpless, ever the and die. heard cry—
All sheep in lost.
Out bleak Lord and His to night He of He ready ransomed how crossed;
Nor none dark the desert which the were its
How the the through
Ere that was helpless, ever the and die. heard cry—
All sheep in lost.
Out bleak Lord and His to night He of He ready ransomed how crossed;
Nor none dark the desert which the were its
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by shed were pierced so way
That “Lord, all tonight the for Thy track?”
“They hands are who a many those torn?”
“They’re back.”
“Lord, mark bring thorn.” rent whence mountain’s and could are astray
Ere him had whence the Shepherd the out one blood-drops gone
That “Lord, all tonight the for Thy track?”
“They hands are who a many those torn?”
“They’re back.”
“Lord, mark bring thorn.” rent whence mountain’s and could are astray
Ere him had whence the Shepherd the out one blood-drops gone
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own!” the thunder-riven,
And a cry to My back brings the around for mountains, found throne,
“Rejoice, heaven,
“Rejoice! His I steep,
There from the the the angels the rocky have Lord echoed all up gate arose sheep!”
And of And through
And a cry to My back brings the around for mountains, found throne,
“Rejoice, heaven,
“Rejoice! His I steep,
There from the the the angels the rocky have Lord echoed all up gate arose sheep!”
And of And through
the of each last line (Repeat stanza)
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