The Shepherd Holds His Sheep

The Shepherd Holds His Sheep I look back at my life and wonder How did I survive to this day? So many times there was harm and danger And death was only steps away. I know in the darkest hours In the middle of the night, I was not alone in my suffering. Never solo in my plight. For the One who came to me When I was a young tender age, Is the One who stayed with me Through my heartache and my rage. He would often speak to me And give me strength to carry on. He would dry my tears of sorrow And cause my fears to be gone. Then after each storm was calmed And the thunder and rain went away He would hold me in His tender care Until the night turned into day. Then in the morning hours When I woke and I could see The Great Shepherd Jesus Still had hold of his little sheep, me.