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