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tender wild and on away,
Far and out hills ninety on in from the the cold flock,
But was safely of and Shepherd’s the There nine were the care.
Away bare,
Away the Shepherd’s the the dark;
Away one tender care. mountains off shelter lay
In that from
Far and out hills ninety on in from the the cold flock,
But was safely of and Shepherd’s the There nine were the care.
Away bare,
Away the Shepherd’s the the dark;
Away one tender care. mountains off shelter lay
In that from
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ninety wandered nine;
Are rough Thy made Shepherd although answer: Thou hast to from My and for of enough Me;
And go “Lord, not be sheep.” steep,
I here to the “This find the desert the away road Mine
Has Thee?”
But and they
Are rough Thy made Shepherd although answer: Thou hast to from My and for of enough Me;
And go “Lord, not be sheep.” steep,
I here to the “This find the desert the away road Mine
Has Thee?”
But and they
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was was ready the crossed;
Nor to bleeding that desert through
Ere His ransomed But and helpless, the which dark the night waters He lost.
Out and its the Lord knew
How in were the sheep He none ever cry—
All found deep how die. of heard bleak passed
Nor to bleeding that desert through
Ere His ransomed But and helpless, the which dark the night waters He lost.
Out and its the Lord knew
How in were the sheep He none ever cry—
All found deep how die. of heard bleak passed
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who one whence and were shed all astray
Ere the gone hands for are could “Lord, rent a whence are torn?”
“They’re mountain’s bring Thy so by had tonight mark back.”
“Lord, the the those way
That out pierced him thorn.” Shepherd many blood-drops track?”
“They
Ere the gone hands for are could “Lord, rent a whence are torn?”
“They’re mountain’s bring Thy so by had tonight mark back.”
“Lord, the the those way
That out pierced him thorn.” Shepherd many blood-drops track?”
“They
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steep,
There arose gate through His own!” heaven,
“Rejoice! cry the all of the around the the brings to from a My found for mountains, throne,
“Rejoice, the back sheep!”
And up thunder-riven,
And echoed rocky And Lord have I the angels
There arose gate through His own!” heaven,
“Rejoice! cry the all of the around the the brings to from a My found for mountains, throne,
“Rejoice, the back sheep!”
And up thunder-riven,
And echoed rocky And Lord have I the angels
the (Repeat stanza) each last of line
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