“Lord You know I’m such a stupid sheep.
I worry about all sorts of things;
whether I’ll find grazing land,
still cool water, a fold at night in which I can feel safe.
I don’t.
I only find troubles, want, loss.
I only find troubles, want, loss.
I turn aside from you to plan my rebel way.
I go astray.
I follow other shepherds, even other stupid sheep.
Then when I end up on some dark mountain,
cliffs before, wild animals behind,
I start to bleat:
Shepherd, Shepherd,
find me, save me, or I die.
And You do.”
—Joseph Bayly
Jésus dit: "Je suis le bon berger. Le bon berger donne sa vie, pour ses brebis."
—Jean 10:11
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