Wait, I hear a voice
Calling me by name.
I wonder who
Could it be?
I have been told
By those around me
That I am not worthy.
I hear other voices
Calling me to come,
But when I try
The way they lead,
I find only darkness,
Sadness and sorrow
Always are my lot there.
But again I hear
That other voice
Calling me by name
And now I find
Those others were wrong
For it is the Shepherd
Calling me to the fold
And telling me
That always I am loved.
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