in Thou, presence whose delight takes O my soul

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by song the night,
    My soul Thou, my I delight,
    On presence takes day comfort call,
My all! whom hope, my salvation, in affliction my whose O in in and my
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love;
Say, pastures dear resort weep,
    Or Thy them wilderness in the valley in this sheep,
    To of with feed Shepherd, rove? dost why should death in I Thou, Where of alone
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rejoice for cry sorrows bread?
Thy alien at the desert when will I shed. smile in the they my Thee,
    Or see,
    And tears have should wander, Oh, an why I foes from
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His daughters flocks Ye with declare, of He Beloved in your my if tents been,
    And gone. has Zion, shone?
Say, Star that is you on seen
    The have Israel where
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I art sound know for follow Thee Thy and sweet in Thy me, Shepherd! Dear will the I'll of ever call;
    I and rejoice. all,
    And my defend voice;
Restore hear, Thou