The Good Shepherd
THE GOOD SHEPHERD
Jesus, precious Savior,
You lead Your sheep along
never raising Your voice to them
even when something goes wrong.
For that would scare Your sheep.
You love them with Your song
as they faithfully follow You
everywhere You walk along.
Without You, they would scatter
with wolves so very near;
they would separate and die,
but Your voice gives them no fear.
You are strong and play the harp
and Your sheep drift off asleep.
Each one trusting in His Master,
for His Master never sleeps.
Janet Marie Bingham
Copyright © Janet Bingham | Year Posted 2018
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