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