Out in the deserts of life we wander,stranded from sin and pride;
Sometimes we know the way to go,
But choose not for we see not yonder.
Like sheep we persist in following,
The way so wide and inviting,
Without knowing the dangers around,
We continue in danger wallowing.
But the good shepherd cometh nigh so oft,
And calls after you each day.
Do we choose to listen and obey,
Or do we on our sins of rocks aloft?
If we but hear and hearken to His call,
And call on Him each day,
He will bring you into His fold,
And train you again to avoid another fall.
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