Poetry

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COME LITTLE SHEEP,
BACK INTO THE FOLD,
YOU ARE FOREVER MINE
TO HAVE AND TO HOLD.

I HAVE NEVER FORSAKEN YOU
IN ALL THAT YOU’VE BEEN THROUGH.
DON’T YOU KNOW THAT IT IS I
WHO HAS SUSTAINED AND NOURISHED YOU?

THOUGH YOUR WOOL IS MATTED,
AND DIRTY AS CAN BE,
I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO CLEANSE
YOU AND SET YOUR SOUL FREE.

THIS ROAD THAT YOU WALKED DOWN,
WAS SO LONELY AND CRUEL,
BUT WHAT THE ENEMY MEANT FOR HARM,
I WILL USE AS MY TOOL.
I KNEW THAT YOU’D TAKE THAT WRONG
TURN IN YOUR WALK, BUT LOOK AHEAD LITTLE LAMB,
DO YOU SEE THAT BIG ROCK?

THERE IS A CLEFT IN THAT ROCK MADE
ESPECIALLY FOR YOU,
FROM THE BEGINNING OF TIME
TO PROTECT AND SHELTER YOU.
I AM THAT ROCK, AND YOUR LIFE IS HIDDEN IN ME.
DON’T LET THE ENEMY TRY TO TAKE THAT FROM THEE.
YOU SEE, I SPOKE OUT YOUR NAME
WHEN I HUNG ON THAT CROSS.
I SAW YOU WONDERING AROUND CONFUSED AND LOST.
I PLEADED YOUR CASE BEFORE MY FATHER, AND WON.

IT’S MY BLOOD THAT’S FORGIVEN
YOU FOR THE THINGS THAT YOU HAVE DONE. COME, LITTLE LAMB,
I HAVE LIVING WATER FOR YOU.
COME AND REST IN THE CLEFT.
LET ME SHELTER YOU.

©Merry Jo Hooker

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