My Shepherd
Jesus is our shepherd, our guide.
He watches over us, his sheep.
Don't run away or try to hide.
The life he gave us isn't cheap.
Like sheep we tend to descend off course.
Without our shepherd, we easily become lost.
Return to him, he's our greatest source.
With bad decisions, there comes a cost.
Like sheep we are obstinate.
Don't get yourself trapped.
Don't target yourselves to be the bait.
Try to get unwrapped.
Like sheep we are obscene.
We are vulnerable to the evil one.
The shepherd bathes us, makes us keen.
Run to Jesus, God's son.
Copyright © Kay Cassio | Year Posted 2015
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