He Will - Poem by Richard Merrell
I oft went to the window
With hope, to look and see
If any of the shepherds
Might have come to visit me.
But this hope I found unjustified
For with God's Spirit I'm annointed
To know false shepherds see the sheep
Only by appointment!
It is a lesson I have learnt
And now in God I see,
There is NO shepherd but the Lord
His Spirit comforts me.
That Book, the Holy Bible
I love it, this I tell
God led me to the 34th
Of His prophet Ezekiel.
And as I read that chapter
I love it dearly still;
The shepherds may not feed the sheep
But God told me, 'HE WILL'
Ezekiel 34: 1-16
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