is love King my The of Shepherd

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