His Name is John
Lost Sheep
Lost sheep are who we are
Everywhere you look near and far
Our Shepherd though He cares so very much
To Him we must listen not to such and such
For our Shepherd alone knows our need
His Word alone is how we feed
Our safety alone is in Him really
Jesus Christ a Shepherd of True Royalty
He offers us truly only the best
Heed Him and He’ll do the rest
For His desire is for us eternally
To be with Him for all eternity
Don’t be the bad sheep that turn away and do their own thing
For eventually horrible things will that bring
For the dark wolf wants you too in his den
Which is a cleverly disguised eternal oven
Suffering there is what happens to bad sheep
Never ever will you sleep
Fire fire pain and horrific torture
Endless suffering and no one to nurture
Come instead to the Real Pasture
Good grass and water forever
The place where Angels and Saints are known
The Pasture we know as Heaven
Amen
JFFIII 2/7/26