love is The King Shepherd my of

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