Woe To The Worthless Shepherd Poem by Randy McClave

Woe to the worthless shepherd
Who deserts the flock!
They will be devoured by a carnivorous leopard
His head should be bashed with a rock.
May a sword strike his arm
And then the same sword strike his right eye!
May his arm wither away with harm
And his right eye go completely blind from its lie.

Woe to the worthless shepherd
Who deserts the sheep that are lost,
The Lord's words he has never truly heard
And his salvation is the cost.
For him it would have been much better
If righteousness he had not known,
Than to turn back from the holy command delivered to a debtor
Now his damnation he has sewn.

Randy L. McClave