Faithful Shepherd

They’re wondering where You’re at in all of this?

Will they just spiral into a dark abyss?

Did you have somewhere else to be?

Or were You watching while sipping Your morning tea?

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So many think of You as some cynical king

Sitting back waiting for us to kiss Your ring

Hurts to even write those words…

For I know You are the faithful Shepherd who herds

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I know you’re not wielding your gavel in hand

Wanting, waiting to judge all; every man…

I know your heart aches for ever lost soul

Hoping they would let you play your role

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Of King, of Lord, Father of all

Majestic in splendor, will they hear Your call?

By Amy Blount 2020

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