King The of is love Shepherd my

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