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