love King Shepherd of my is The

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