I have heard what you do to those who love you.
You pick them among the rams and the ewe.
You herd them as a flock,
All round the clock.
I have experienced what you do to those who believe.
You offer them relief,
Not in hearsay but by your word,
In hallways and hospital wards.
I have seen how you answer those that call,
Especially when they falter and fall.
If not immediately,
You have the way eventually.
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