| The Shepherd's Step |
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Can you picture, in your mind, A sheepdog on a hill? He has in mind to do Only as the shepherd will. From a tiny little pup, He has learned the Master's mind. With trust, he now obeys. For, his master has been kind. He knows the master's step From the bond, down, through the years. All else becomes of nought As the Master's voice he hears. Does the dog mind, every day, That he has to work with sheep? His heart beats for the master's work, Devotion is so deep. He has no care for comfort And will obey at any cost. He will sacrifice his very life To save a sheep that's lost. If he hears a howling call, Where another love is found, Will he wrench away and break The love that has him bound? Though he sees a frisky rabbit, Does he take off for the chase Or will he wander as he chooses? No, his eyes stay on one face. Could there be a better master On another greener hill? He knows no longing, only joy, For his Master says, "Be still." |
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