My Shepherd Poem by Alesia Leach

My Shepherd

I was but a little lost sheep,
who laid down by the river to sleep.
My Shepherd walked across the water,
to rescue me for keeps.
He picked me up when I faltered
and washed my sins away.
He made me white as snow,
with the blood he freely gave.
He is more precious than gold,
for he died on the cross for my salvation,
so that I may bow before God in humble adoration.

That I have to post this upsets me:
My poems are copyright. I am sharing my
poems for you to read not for you to
post willy-nilly to a website, in
your newsletter or anywhere else with out
my permission. I am available, leave me a
message. Especially to those who change
the name of my poem and not give proper
credit. You should be ashamed!

Thursday, May 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: inspirational
Shahin Latif 16 January 2016

Your hand is good at. I believe that It's excellent poem. Go ahead. Be well always.

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Khairul Ahsan 31 January 2015

Just read your beautiful poem. It makes one feel like bowing down to God 'in humble adoration'. Loved it. If you find time, you may like to read my poem- 'My Friend' and may be, some more too!

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Jessica Nichols 04 October 2014

This poem is really wonderful! Very beautiful.

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Trinity Baldwin 29 September 2014

Trust in Jesus! A beautiful poem.

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