Shepherd of My Soul.

When I wandered across the wild land of discontentment,
Who was there to guide me?
When I wavered in the sea of condemnation,
Who was there to comfort me?
When I set foot on solid ground,
Covered by the grasses of insecurities,
Who was there to reassure me?
Surely it was You, Shepherd of my soul.

Life standards are but of the world,
If not all, then the majority,
So vain and hurtful and of no content,
There must be more than this.

How does one live through the gore days,
When everyday is filled with evil,
For none was left pure in this land,
None.

Surely, there must be more than this!

As I am vanishing through this air of humanity,
Who is there to lead me?
Where do I go?
I am now sure, for Your staff has taught me,
And shown me the road that leads to life,
Lead me, oh Shepherd of my soul,
To the sanctuary that is so much more than this!

Before that day comes, I must confess,
I was a fool, and I still am,
And it is clear that I have no understanding,
And no watch over my mouth,
But surely it was by Your grace, that I am released from my own doomed folly.

I am now free to surrender,
And free to refrain,
For now I know that true freedom is to be subjected under Your loving rule,
For I am now free from the chains of my folly,
And the cuffs of the world,
Where every land that is green pasture in their eyes,
Is bare and futile in the eyes of the Shepherd of my soul.