He Restoreth My Soul

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"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over."
 
- Stubborn sheep are restored with the rod
- Straying sheep are restored with the staff
- Starving sheep are restored at the table
- Sick sheep are restored with oil

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