A wolf in shepherd's clothing
You lead your sheep astray
Tossing aside those posing
a threat to your crooked way
You strip them of their fleece
Making them to lie in the snow
As you wrap yourself in wool sheets
Laughing, because the sheep don't know
You feast on golden cakes
While casting your sheep a single scrap
You ignore the coyotes and snakes
Deserting the wounded and trapped
Oh, how your words tickle
The ears of those you mislead
Thirsty, they lap the trickle
When a gush of water is what they need
So, what will you say
As you receive your judgment due?
Will you weep and give thanks
Realizing The Savior's blood covers even you?
Mar 23, 2012
Mar 23, 2012 at 12:04 PM UTC
A wolf in shepherd's clothing
You lead your sheep astray
Tossing aside those posing
a threat to your crooked way
You strip them of their fleece
Making them to lie in the snow
As you wrap yourself in wool sheets
Laughing, because the sheep don't know
You feast on golden cakes
While casting your sheep a single scrap
You ignore the coyotes and snakes
Deserting the wounded and trapped
Oh, how your words tickle
The ears of those you mislead
Thirsty, they lap the trickle
When a gush of water is what they need
So, what will you say
As you receive your judgment due?
Will you weep and give thanks
Realizing The Savior's blood covers even you?
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