The good shepherd
Shadows cross my future sights, leaving me to believe there is not future light.
Still my faith is true and strong, knowing he will lead me to where I belong.
His will I’ll keep until I am old, for he is with me in heart and soul.
Though these shadows may cross my path, he clears the way with mighty rod and staff.
I fallow his lead not knowing what lies ahead, “I am your shepherded” he has said.
Still my faith is true and strong, knowing he will lead me to where I belong.
His will I’ll keep until I am old, for he is with me in heart and soul.
Though these shadows may cross my path, he clears the way with mighty rod and staff.
I fallow his lead not knowing what lies ahead, “I am your shepherded” he has said.
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