Being a Sheep
I haven't a problem with being a sheep
In this pasture so green there is plenty to eat
On my own I fear wolves and the dangers that creep
But the Shepherd is watchful; as a sheep I can sleep
I haven't a problem with a being a sheep
In a crowd full of gangsters or a gospel retreat
And all of my sheep strength to a bully sounds weak
But the Shepherd is fighting to keep sheep at peace
I haven't a problem with being a sheep
In a flock that is loved and forever will be
When the Shepherd comes back He will recognize me
Hallelujah to God, I am one of His sheep!
Copyright © Kyle Kriticos | Year Posted 2018
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