To The Rescue!

September 24, 2013

My Better Poems

Precious Shepherd of all things good,
Please come to aid Your limping sheep:
I cannot do the things I should –
And weep.

Precious Shepherd of all who thirst
For purity in evil days,
We give You all our best and worst

Precious Shepherd of weary souls,
Who sees us through kind, gentle eyes,
We long this instant to be whole –
And sigh.

Precious Shepherd of old and new,
Recover those of us who strive,
Until we find ourselves in You

by Gwennon
September 21, 2013

I would like to dedicate this poem to “M.” my weekend roommate at the Ladies Retreat.  A kindlier, more thoughtful roommate would be hard to find.  May the Lord bless you for that!

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