Boundary Lines
The boundary lines draw out a pleasant place;
The grass is always greener where you are.
By day your word provides the sweetest taste;
By night when I lie down, you're never far.
With you at my right hand and in control,
Secure, my heart is glad and I rejoice.
For you will not abandon me to Sheol;
Blessed is the sheep who knows his shepherd's voice.
But when my eyes perceive a far off place,
And cause my heart to wander, feet to roam,
By steps and turns, you help me to retrace;
By whisperings, you softly call me home.
Lord, keep me in your tether, at your side,
And joyful in your presence, I'll abide.
(from Psalm 16)
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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