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The Lord is my shepherd-no want shall I know;
I feed in green pastures-safe folded I rest;
He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow;
Restores me when wandering-redeems when oppressed.
Through valley and shadow of death though I stray,

Since thou art my guardian, no evil I fear;

Thy rod shall defend me-thy staff be my stay;
No harm can befall with my Comforter near.

In midst of affliction my table is spread;

With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o'er;
With perfume and oil thou anointest my head;

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2. Our Jesus still lives, and his love is the same;
He triumphs in glory who died in shame!
He weeps no more, and his own sovereign grace
Shall wipe off the tears from each weeping face.

Then let us love him who loved his foes

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2. With wonder and joy, every eye shall behold
The portals of light and of glory unfold!
Heav'ns arches shall ring-the Saviour appear-
The news of salvation shall greet every ear.

3. The deaf shall all hear, and the dumb shall all sing;
The blind shall discover that Jesus is King;
The lame shall all walk, and the mourners rejoice-
The poor and the simple believe in his voice.

4. No thunders of wrath or of terror shall roll,
But breathings of mercy shall gladden each soul;
Our Lord shall be crowned the Redeemer of men,
And all shall unite in a joyful Amen!

5. All evil destroyed, every sorrow shall cease,
And all men rejoice in the fulness of peace;
Redeemed of the Lord, they his love shall extol,
And God in his glory shall be ALL IN ALL.

HYMN 493. Browne, 154.

1. How fearful and sad is the chilling gloom
Of the coffin and shroud, of the pall and tomb!
How cold is the eye, when the light of love
Hath fled to its fount in the kingdom above!
2. And the relict heart, with its pulseless grief,
How silent it lies, like a fallen leaf!

All, all the bright fancies it tenderly wove,
Are faded and fled to the kingdom above!

3. But soft as the ray of the vernal sun,
The hallowing hope of heaven beams on;
And the gentle voice of the heavenly Dove,
Is leading that heart to the kingdom above.
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