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