The is love of Shepherd my King

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