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1. The God of love my shepherd is, And he that doth me feed; While he is mine and I am his, What can I want or need? 2. He leads me to the tender grass, Where I both feed and rest; Then to the streams that gently pass: In both I have the best. |
3. Or if I stray, he doth convert, And bring my mind in frame, And all this not for my desert, But for his holy name. 4. Yea, in death's shady black abode Well may I walk, not fear; For thou art with me, and thy rod To guide, thy staff to bear. |
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5. Surely thy sweet and wondrous love Shall measure all my days; And, as it never shall remove, So neither shall my praise. |
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