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