The Shepherd love is my King of

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