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