GOOD SHEPHERD

Filmed by Nina - Words & Music by Neil Cullan McKinlay

GOOD SHEPHERD

There came a Shepherd long ago,
Searching for His sheep.
He will not rest till all His flock
Is safely in His keep.
With open arms He calls to them
His voice is soft yet clear.
And they come home to Him again.
The Shepherd loves them dear.

Good Shepherd I will heed Your call,
For this I must confess:
I cannot find my own way out

Of this darkened wilderness.

And all along the narrow path

in through the narrow gate

came dirty fleeces, all His flock

in such a sorry state

for all had wandered to the place

He'd told them not to go

the Shepherd took them one by one

and made them as white as snow.

Good Shepherd will You cleanse me too?

for this I must confess

those scarlet sins that stain my soul

have left my life a mess.

And with the storm there came the wolf

to maim, destroy and steal

the little flock just stood its ground

at the Shepherd's heel.

as a mother hen protects her young

beneath a wing so warm

the Shepherd's voice, His loving care

are shelter from the storm.

Good Shepherd I will cling to You

for this I must confess

without the refuge of Your love

I know no happiness!