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