The Shepherd my King of is love

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