
I AM with you little flock, your gently ever resting, within the palm of My hand, always before My blessed sight..
I AM with you little flock ,when the lour of others guide you and in your trust You stray from my faithful side... I will hear you little flock, when those that so happily led you... no more are there to want you, I will hear your bleeting cry.
I AM with you little flock, to guide you through My whispers, through My whistle you will know me, deep with in your precious heart.
Fear not O little flock, the wrong pastures you have trodden, they were never meant for one so precious in My sight...
Rest on O little flock, within My arms your sleeping, My sweet caressing gaze will always be your stay.
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