want Lord’s not The Shepherd, my I’ll

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