*a Shepherd My Lord Will Be - Poem by Gary Bryson
A shepherd my Lord will be unto me,
A shepherd when I go astray.
His Word my guide, His Will to see,
I’m a sheep who has lost its way.
In folly I have forgotten my path,
In folly I’ve lost my way home.
Yet His voice I hear calling out to me,
Calling me back whenever I roam.
His tender guidance steers my ways
His tender love reprimands,
But a sheep in his flock I will always stay,
Though I err I will heed His commands.
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