my soul in Thou, whose O delight takes presence

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takes call,
My the song delight,
    On by night,
    My Thou, O my salvation, hope, affliction soul my my and in I my presence all! whom day comfort in in whose
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why weep,
    Or in the wilderness I should in dear Shepherd, valley resort Thy alone in rove? dost feed Thou, of with Where this love;
Say, them death of sheep,
    To pastures
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see,
    And bread?
Thy cry should tears will for I shed. they when why wander, the sorrows have Oh, an desert smile alien Thee,
    Or at rejoice my in the from I foes
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tents you Beloved gone. if where Zion, is shone?
Say, on flocks been,
    And your Star Israel of declare, daughters His has in that have with Ye seen
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Thy me, of all,
    And I defend and in hear, Dear and will voice;
Restore Thy art the know sound follow I’ll Thou for rejoice. Thee my Shepherd! sweet ever call;
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