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Monday, 19 December 2016

The Shepherd

The Shepherd, he listened,
He looked at us, skyward,
And he leant us his power.
More and more, hour-by-hour,
His eyes, they just glistened,
As he looked at our lives, now,
Helping us, how to.

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