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Black Sheep Washed Whiter Than Snow

Jesus frees If you will believe Cast away your wondering around in your dark past Start traveling along His lighted path you will see that Jesus frees If you will believe I started my journey as a black sheep in the fold always rolling in the wrong direction So I was starved for affection I was abandoned by the fold Instead of hanging me from a tree They leave me in a dense dark forest In the care of the hands of the wolves The Father to the Fatherless closes the hungry mouths of the wolves He safely lead me back to my fold Though I try to roll in harmony with the fold I could not win their affection I recieved their rejection Because in their I eyes I was still the black sheep of the fold They curioused me out of the fold They thought I would never be a successful sheep They thought I would roll in the direct of a pig Spending my days wallowing in the mud becoming nothing more than a dud My journey would end on a heap pile of crud I once again was abandoned to the dark dense woods The home of the hungry wolves I found the woods were cold with rejection No flames of affection to warm oneself by Blinded by darkness ,for there was no hope to provide light Wandering around lost ,for there was no direction Then The Father to the Fatherless The Good Shepherd Called out to me He said," You don't have to be lost any more." "Join my fold." "I will never neglect you." "I will never reject you." "I will never eject you." "Cast away your wondering around in your dark past." "Come let Me make you a new creation,old thing are done away with." "Let Me guide you along the lighted path of abundant life. " " For I am Jesus, I have come to set you free!" " If you will believe you will see." Written Stephen J. Vattimo Oct 04 2014

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