King love of my The is Shepherd

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