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TWENTY-THIRD PSALM.
My Shepherd is the Lord;
I shall be free from care,
By the still waters of His word—
His spirit leads me there.
I shall be free from care,
By the still waters of His word—
His spirit leads me there.
In pastures ever green,
My hungry soul He feeds;
My soul restored has ever been—
Provided for my needs.
My hungry soul He feeds;
My soul restored has ever been—
Provided for my needs.
In paths of righteousness,
He leads my wayward feet,
For His name sake, I must confess
My safety is complete.
He leads my wayward feet,
For His name sake, I must confess
My safety is complete.
Though in the vale of Death,
With shadows dark and chill,
With bitter pains and labored breath,
My soul shall fear no ill.
With shadows dark and chill,
With bitter pains and labored breath,
My soul shall fear no ill.
For thou art close beside,
To rouse my waning faith;
Thy rod and staff shall be my guide
And comfort me in death.
To rouse my waning faith;
Thy rod and staff shall be my guide
And comfort me in death.
Thou dost in love prepare
A table rich and free,
Thou show'st thy bounteous loving care
Before my enemy.
A table rich and free,
Thou show'st thy bounteous loving care
Before my enemy.
My head thou dost anoint
With precious oil of grace.
An overflowing cup appoint—
Thy love my heart doth trace.
With precious oil of grace.
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Thy love my heart doth trace.
Thy goodness every day,
Thy mercy like a well,
Shall strength renew continually—
Till in thy House I dwell.
Thy mercy like a well,
Shall strength renew continually—
Till in thy House I dwell.
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