His voice I know
For it brings comfort and security
Leads me not astray
But takes me up in
Deliverance and prosperity
It calls me away from sin
When I lose sight of goodness
Righteous in all it does
For I belong to it
And know my dwelling place.His voice I know
It speaks truth
Never imitated by the others
I am His and He is mine
I follow my Shepard's Voice
Through fire for He carries
Me upon His shoulders and
His feet burn instead of mine
I stay in the pen with other
Sheep like I
For I know my Shepard led me
Here with reason.I listen not to the neighbour's voice
It is alien and not of mine
It is temporary and leads me to wolves
I follow it not for I know
Nothing of it's teachings
Fear and confusion overcomes me
And not peace.
Pain and depression is it's companion
I leave not the pen
But wait for Shepard's return
Patiently and at times impatiently
For He knows me and I Him.
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God and I
PoetryCollection of poetry based on my relationship with God and all He has saved me from. #13 delivery #21 holy spirit #29 trinity #34 salvation #35 prayer