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My Shepherd fills my every need:
For my soul�s good,
He came to bleed.
In pastures green, He makes me lie,
I rest content beneath His eye.
With Him I walk by waters still,
And drink the peace
of His sweet will.
My tiring spirit He restores:
His wine of grace
from Calv�ry pours.
In righteous paths He leads me on
From wrath�s dark night
to mercy�s dawn.
With promise faithful as His name,
He swears His love,
always the same.
Death�s mighty shadows
cast their pall,
But Jesus vanquishes them all,
No ill can touch, nor evil harm
The treasure kept
by God�s own arm.
His rod and staff drive out all fear.
His righteous robes dry every tear.
Before my foes,
this bread He breaks,
And of His flesh, my soul partakes.
I smell His oil upon my head
Whose death shall raise me
from the dead.
My cup o�er flows
with Calv�ry�s wine:
This blood of God
makes heaven mine.
Goodness and mercy follow me;
Through all the days
my life shall be,
And in God�s house,
His praise to tell,
My ransomed soul will ever dwell.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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2005
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 23;
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MUSIC
Name:
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THE GIFT OF LOVE
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1972
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