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My Shepherd is the Lord most high,
And all my wants He will supply,
In pastures green he makes me lie,
And leads by streams that never die.
He in His mercy doth restore,
My soul when sinking in distress,
For His name’s sake He evermore
Leads me in paths of righteousness.
Yea, though I walk
through death’s dark vale,
E’en there no evil shall I fear,
Because Thy presence shall not fail.
Thy rod and staff my soul shall cheer.
For me a table Thou hast spread
Before the faces of my foes;
With oil Thou dost anoint my head,
My cup is full and overflows.
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1872
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 23;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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LIVING STREAMS
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1959
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