I myself will pasture my sheep; I myself will give them rest, says the Lord GOD. The lost I will seek out, the strayed I will bring back, the injured I will bind up, the sick I will heal (but the sleek and the strong I will destroy), shepherding them rightly. -Ezekiel 34:15-16
At times You are so near my heart could burst.
Your love is palpable; tears fill my eyes.
The Pearl of Price is found; all else feels cursed.
The empty world, ‘tis easy to despise.
More often, from your mercy I feel wrenched,
And sorrow that I lack a worldly home.
Anew in prideful fear of failure drenched,
I fear that I must ever rootless roam.
Yet You have never turned from me Your face
When all felt black, as though You did retreat.
When’er I teeter, then Your blessed grace
Reminds me that my life has purpose sweet.
So have You promised. Truth a promise keeps.
You loved me into life. Could such love sleep?