The Shepherds Voice
There is a picture in my mind
Of grazing sheep on a remote hillside
The shepherd is mindful of his flock
Guarding each of them with pride
His watchful eye then detects
One little lamb, - that strays away
Unaware of intimate danger
The consequence of being astray
He ventures into the underbrush
With a keen eye, and familiar voice
Only when it's safely back in the fold
Can He be content, and rejoice
Our Heavenly Father, gave a parable
To signify His ultimate love
How much more He cares for you
Than a sparrow, lamb or dove
The lamb knows the shepherds voice
There is a bond between the two
No stranger does it recognize
The Master's voice, is always true
Along our journey, wolves may howl
And threaten us throughout the night
The Shepard has promised us security
We are never, beyond His sight
Colan L Hiatt = 05-17-18
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