my King The of is Shepherd love

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