TO THE FLOCK
Hear me, my flock, and listen well,
Your shepherds need your love to dwell.
Do not forget their sacrifice,
When they leave their lives of vice.
Though they may falter, and fall,
Have mercy, and answer their call.
Let them know they are not alone,
As they serve God, on their own.
Your love and support are their strength,
To keep them true, in each length.
Guide them, with care and gentleness,
For their soul's sake, in righteousness.
The shepherd's work, it is a task,
That calls for strength, from dusk to dusk.
Copyright © Akinloye Gbajero Sunday | Year Posted 2024
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