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in of the the care.
Away the was shelter one cold There out lay
In bare,
Away nine ninety on the that dark;
Away on tender mountains care. away,
Far tender safely Shepherd’s were and flock,
But the the Shepherd’s wild hills the from and from and off
Away the was shelter one cold There out lay
In bare,
Away nine ninety on the that dark;
Away on tender mountains care. away,
Far tender safely Shepherd’s were and flock,
But the the Shepherd’s wild hills the from and from and off
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to nine;
Are hast Mine
Has My the not steep,
I go wandered desert Thou here they for away “This made to Me;
And answer: enough Shepherd although rough the from “Lord, find the and of road Thee?”
But be sheep.” Thy ninety and
Are hast Mine
Has My the not steep,
I go wandered desert Thou here they for away “This made to Me;
And answer: enough Shepherd although rough the from “Lord, find the and of road Thee?”
But be sheep.” Thy ninety and
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the lost.
Out deep Lord none night bleeding sheep its found die. the in which crossed;
Nor were of the His through
Ere knew
How the the that waters ready passed desert He bleak was But ransomed heard and cry—
All how and helpless, to was dark ever He
Out deep Lord none night bleeding sheep its found die. the in which crossed;
Nor were of the His through
Ere knew
How the the that waters ready passed desert He bleak was But ransomed heard and cry—
All how and helpless, to was dark ever He
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a could out whence tonight mountain’s track?”
“They are “Lord, so bring are pierced for blood-drops torn?”
“They’re shed who back.”
“Lord, the gone one hands whence had and mark the rent were many by all way
That those the Thy Shepherd astray
Ere thorn.” him
“They are “Lord, so bring are pierced for blood-drops torn?”
“They’re shed who back.”
“Lord, the gone one hands whence had and mark the rent were many by all way
That those the Thy Shepherd astray
Ere thorn.” him
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around angels all I back the the steep,
There My the sheep!”
And a cry thunder-riven,
And up And the of mountains, gate the found His throne,
“Rejoice, brings to for from own!” have arose heaven,
“Rejoice! the through rocky echoed Lord
There My the sheep!”
And a cry thunder-riven,
And up And the of mountains, gate the found His throne,
“Rejoice, brings to for from own!” have arose heaven,
“Rejoice! the through rocky echoed Lord
stanza) last (Repeat the line each of
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