A Shepherd's Love
A Shepherd with a pure heart
Guides his sheep with sure hand.
Considering his call a fine art,
Knowing that others don't understand.
He knows each sheep by its name,
And the image of each face.
They know his gentle voice just the same
And his gentle touch of love and grace.
He keeps them safe 'cause he cares
While they stay close to his side.
He is attentive and much aware,
Cautious of the unknown as he guides.
Happy are his little sheep.
Their keeper is always near.
They have no fear of going to sleep
Nor playing with the one who's so dear.
Pastures of wonder delight.
The Shepherd watches and thinks.
They're protected in the warm sunlight
With waters of pleasures and to drink.
His flock is his family.
Blessed to have such a deep love
Close to his heart, where they want to be.
He holds each one like the Shepherd above
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