There’s a Shepherd on the mountain, with a purpose in His eye.
He surveys the darkened canyon but His hope lifts to the sky.
All the while His heart is heavy, yet His arms are opened wide.
For he seeks a precious lamb who will be drawn safe to His side.
Suddenly, He sees the lamb in pain, one whose head is bowed with care.
The lamb becomes aware in time that the Gentle Shepherd is there.
At the moment of greatest weakness, the lamb feels a mighty power.
For the shepherd removes the boundaries and takes charge at that dark hour.
We on earth, in sad reflection, have no visual we can see,
But faith beholds God’s arms of triumph – tucked inside is God’s lamb, Dee.