of my is King The Shepherd love

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