The Shepherd loved His little lamb,
And gave it His tender care…
And followed it with His loving eyes
As it wandered here and there.
And as He sat by His grazing flock
Who so meekly His voice obeyed,
He pondered sadly His little lamb
As again and again it strayed.
The little lamb had a loving heart,
And adored His Shepherd, true,
But would turn aside and seek his own way
As lambs will so often do.
With His gentle voice the Shepherd called,
To His loved and straying lamb,
“Come back, little one, for you are not safe
Unless you are where I am.”
But still the lamb would soon forget
And unthinkingly wander away,
And not really noticing what he did,
From the Shepherd’s side would stray.
Until one day, the Shepherd kind
Took His rod in His gentle hand,
And what He then did seemed so…
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