King my Shepherd of is love The

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