“THE SHEEP ON THE SHEPARD’S SHOULDERS SPEAKS” a poem written Sunday, but posted on Monday, September 16, 2019. a.k.a.: “Did I REALLY Need To Go After THIS ONE?” a. k. a.: “The Same Old Refrain.”
“Thank you, Lord for finding me; I must have wandered off too far,
BUT itTookYou long enough to find me. WHY? Did you not bring the car?
Jesus JESUS, YOU ARE PERFECT, but I think you’re late again;
Jesus, YOU ARE SINLESS, BUT I spot a spot of sin.
And you might notHaveSaidThat QuiteRight WhyNotReviewThat Teaching,
But YOU HAVE NEVER A FLAW; oh, ME? No, no, I am NOT preaching,
At you Dear, Dear Lord; youMistake my POINT OF VIEW.
OF COURSE YOU N E V E R MAKE MISTAKES; yourAura’s a flawless hue.
Dear Lord: Yes, please forgive me; ImayHaveStrayed a bit too far,
But I know You’ll forgive me andMySins. Forgiving you are.
I am so glad We’reAllFamilyHere andThatYou’re My Perfect Sav-i-or.
LORD JESUS I LOVEyOUaNdYou’reAlwaysRight;
Can you car-ry me SOME MORE?”