*a Shepherd My Lord Will Be

A shepherd my Lord will be unto me,
A shepherd when I go astray.
His Word my guide, His Will to see,
I’m a sheep who has lost its way.

In folly I have forgotten my path,
In folly I’ve lost my way home.
Yet His voice I hear calling out to me,
Calling me back whenever I roam.

His tender guidance steers my ways
His tender love reprimands,
But a sheep in his flock I will always stay,
Though I err I will heed His commands.

7/6/05

by Gary Bryson

Comments (4)

A nicely written poem; I've written one with a similar theme - it's entitled 'greaan Meadows'. Perhaps you would enjoy it.
It's nice to know faith in Christ forever flourishes in everyday life and inspires itself to poetry. Today's televised news can be very depressing to view... Turning to Christ the Lord, are not enough people, too, too few. More people of today are starting to climb aboard Jesus Christ's rescue boat, so that many more believing followers can spread His word to add to the boarding list, of those so saved. Men and women don't need to drown in their own misinformed sinfull lives.God and His saviored son will return to toss to man a spiritualed, loving, much needed life-saver, bouied float, from a torrential flooded sin leaked dam. Best regards-Mike Gale.
Gary your faith is wonderful, Christ is wonderful I join you in every step. This is a beautiful poem. cheers Sylvie.
I don't share your faith but this is a lovely poem. It reminds me of Psalm 23, which my Granny used to sing to me when I was a wee girl. Hugs Anna xxx