01 February 2012
Like a sheep without a shepherd I stumbled round and round.
I bumbled here, I dithered there, slipping, falling down.
I couldn't sleep, I didn't eat, I was lost and all alone,
Till I heard a gentle whisper calling me to come back home.
Like sheep without a shepherd, we all stumble through the dark,
We go our way and try to say we have it all worked out.
We scamper here, we hurry there, we worry, fume, and fuss,
Not realizing that we have a Friend who cares for us.
A friend, a Lord, a Shepherd, who would like to be our guide
Who waits and waits for us to see it was for us He died.
I turned to Him, He gave me rest, I sighed and nestled in,
It feels so good to rest in Him, let Him the battles win.