You don’t stay in a pen

But you search for a pasture that’s green

You make sure that the water is clean

And the place is safe to lean

You always know what happen

And ready to mend the broken



The flocks won’t go ahead

If your voice is not heard

Your voice alone they take heed

They’re not easily deceived

For they already perceived

The voice to them you translated



Yes, you are the shepherd

It’s you who prepared

What the flocks needed

It’s you who provided

You always go ahead

Your flocks aren’t misguided



I wonder how you’re able to sustain

You didn’t say a word to complain

Though sometimes your flocks didn’t listen

You still carry them with your arms widely open

To you who did ordain

That forever you remain



How could they pay you back

When wolves came to attack

For the flocks you became a rock

The ravening teeth you did hack

Their evil plans you did pluck

Before you they became a laughing stock



This is what shepherding is all about

There’s no place to walkout

There’s no room to hideout

There’s no time to burnout

The Shepherd of all shepherds is searching you out

JESUS is coming to pull you out