The king of love my shepherd is
Whose goodness faileth never
I nothing lack if I am his
And he is mine for ever
Where streams of living water flow
My ransomed soul he leadeth
And where the verdant pastures grow
With food celestial feedeth
Perverse and foolish oft I strayed
But yet in love he sought me
And on his shoulder gently laid
And home rejoicing brought me
The king of love my shepherd is
My shepherd is the king of love
And so through all the length of days
Thy goodness faileth never
Good shepherd, may I sing thy praise
Within thy house for ever
Within thy house
Within thy house
Forever
Good shepherd, may I sing thy praise
Within thy house for ever
Forever

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