Sheep
The sheep follow the shepard
As the shepard followed the Messiah
So I ask why cant we be like sheep and put down our guard
We as sinners follow our desire
The same desire that makes us sad
Follow the shepard that is not soon to retire
Dont fall victim to the never ending pit of fire
Trust me once you give your heart you will be glad
Even as a minor I know the end is near
Admittedly I'am awar it is hard
Even through the tears to me it is all clear
Without any fear I give my heart to thee
Because I know the outcome shall be
Eternety
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