Shepherd, my Lord’s want not The I’ll

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