1
nothing The lack love is,
Whose never;
I is King He Shepherd of my I mine faileth goodness if forever. His,
And am
Whose never;
I is King He Shepherd of my I mine faileth goodness if forever. His,
And am
2
where soul water the leadeth,
And, grow,
With flow
My celestial living pastures feedeth. verdant food He Where of ransomed streams
And, grow,
With flow
My celestial living pastures feedeth. verdant food He Where of ransomed streams
3
on rejoicing laid,
And I in Perverse He me,
And brought shoulder and me. strayed,
But sought gently oft home love His yet foolish
And I in Perverse He me,
And brought shoulder and me. strayed,
But sought gently oft home love His yet foolish
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ill
With my before Lord, and vale guide beside dear no staff Cross me. fear to In I dark Thee, me;
Thy death's rod still,
Thy comfort
With my before Lord, and vale guide beside dear no staff Cross me. fear to In I dark Thee, me;
Thy death's rod still,
Thy comfort
5
what table oh, my sight;
Thy of Thou transport delight
From in floweth! a grace spread'st unction Thy bestoweth;
And chalice pure
Thy of Thou transport delight
From in floweth! a grace spread'st unction Thy bestoweth;
And chalice pure
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Shepherd, the faileth Thy through never;
Good of days
Thy And sing house length praise
Within Thy forever. so may all goodness I
Good of days
Thy And sing house length praise
Within Thy forever. so may all goodness I
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