Shepherd, on before thy sheep, <br />Hear thy lamb that bleats behind! <br />Scarce the track I stumbling keep! <br />Through my thin fleece blows the wind! <br /> <br />Turn and see me, Son of Man! <br />Turn and lift thy Father's child; <br />Scarce I walk where once I ran: <br />Carry me-the wind is wild! <br /> <br />Thou art strong-thy strength wilt share; <br />My poor weight thou wilt not feel; <br />Weakness made thee strong to bear, <br />Suffering made thee strong to heal! <br /> <br />I were still a wandering sheep <br />But for thee, O Shepherd-man! <br />Following now, I faint, I weep, <br />Yet I follow as I can! <br /> <br />Shepherd, if I fall and lie <br />Moaning in the frosty wind, <br />Yet, I know, I shall not die- <br />Thou wilt miss me-and wilt find!<br /><br />George MacDonald<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/written-for-one-in-sore-pain/
