Shepherd King is of The my love

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