is of The love Shepherd my King

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