My Shepherd
Sunday, 18 January 1998
Sunday, 18 January 1998
Often I wander
Often I stray
From the path You've chosen for me
From Your blessed way
Often I declare
My love for You
Yet that same love I deny
In the things that I do
But just when it seems I've gone that little too far
When my will differs from that of Your own
When Your love isn't my guiding star
When I try to go it alone
You reach out Your hand
You draw me near
You wrap Your arms around me
In a hug so dear
And I know Your love
A love so true
And I wonder why I do
Those things that don't please You
Then You set me back down on my way
The path that You'd have me journey
And gently squeeze my hand to say
“Child, all the way—it's you and Me.”
Often I stray
From the path You've chosen for me
From Your blessed way
Often I declare
My love for You
Yet that same love I deny
In the things that I do
But just when it seems I've gone that little too far
When my will differs from that of Your own
When Your love isn't my guiding star
When I try to go it alone
You reach out Your hand
You draw me near
You wrap Your arms around me
In a hug so dear
And I know Your love
A love so true
And I wonder why I do
Those things that don't please You
Then You set me back down on my way
The path that You'd have me journey
And gently squeeze my hand to say
“Child, all the way—it's you and Me.”
