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to by. quiet The Shepherd, He waters green; pastures I’ll makes me me
  The lie
In Lord’s not leadeth want;
  He my down
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of doth for righteousness,
  E’en name’s again,
  And me to the own restore His sake. My soul He paths walk doth make
Within
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staff comfort me I I me, in Yea, art Thou fear no Thy rod
  And dark ill;
For still. will though death’s walk vale,
  Yet with and
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cup overflows. hast table head furnished
  In foes;
My my dost of presence my oil with anoint,
  And Thou My Thou
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God’s mercy follow shall dwelling-place all Goodness and surely my life
  Shall me,
And in forevermore
  My be. house