Shepherd of Love

Shepherd of Love

Behold from yonder hill I see
Two little sheep following
at the feet of the shepherd of love
Staff in his palm, rod at his side
by verdant pasture he’ll lead
Water ever flowing, flock never knowing
any want, any need

Behold from yonder hill I see
Two little sheep, in dark valley,
following the shepherd of love
The sun hides away, one starts to stray,
the fear of death grows stronger
But the shepherd of love, comes down from above,
to draw the little one closer

Behold from yonder hill I see
A rod and staff, a winding path,
traversing a den of wolves
Come see the guide never leave their side
even when the windings cease
Through the dangers, unfriendly strangers,
the shepherd leads them in peace

 

Written in October of 2011.

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