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Sunday, September 1, 2013

The Lost Sheep

(Written on 04/25/05)

Down again- Fallen to the ground.
Tell me please, can the light in me be found?
I've tried so hard; left bruised and scarred.
No light. No hope.
Where am I to go?

Won't somebody find me?
I've lost my way- so far astray.
My strength is gone,
got nothing to hold on.
Help me, I plead- I, the lost sheep.

Do I turn back?
What more to I lack?
These wounds cut so deep, and I feel weak.
Can't seem to reach, though I try.
Will this ache in me subside?

Won't somebody find me?
I've lost my way-so far astray.
My strength is gone,
got nothing to hold on.
Help me, I plead- I, the lost sheep.

Then from on high, I hear His call;
It reaches me and soothes my battered soul.
I can make it to the end
with the Shepherd as my friend.
He will lead me home.

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