“Like a shepherd he feeds his flock; in his arms he gathers the lambs, carrying them in his bosom, and leading the ewes with care.” (Isaiah 40.11)
“The sheep hear his voice, and he calls his own sheep by name and leads them out. When he has brought out all his own, he goes before them, and the sheep follow him, for they know his voice…I am the good shepherd; I know my own and my own know me…I came that they may have life, and have it abundantly.” (John 1.3-4, 14,10b)
Flock Of Little Souls
His little lambs, gentle and meek,
Trust in their Lord who shepherds them:
Greener pastures they do not seek;
When He calls they cry, “Here I am!”
If one lost lamb should go astray,
With contrite heart, she hears His call:
He meets her in the disarray;
His mercy saves her from the fall.
His little ones trust in His love;
In all their needs He will provide.
Even at night, they look above;
Held in His hand, they will abide.
To Him they offer up their fleece,
With all the love their hearts can hold;
Their praise and gratitude increase
As they serve others in the fold.
Lord, call Your lambs to follow You;
We are a flock scattered and few.
May the Good Shepherd call many little ones to His side to follow Him along the little way.
(c) Paul Buis, 2003