This is field all squelching with mud
That the shepherd found on the other side
Of the river he had to swim
Near the bush, all spikey and sharp
that tore the clothes and scratched the skin
of the shepherd on the journey he took
Leaving his flock and taking his crook
To find the sheep that had wandered away
From the flock, that follow the shepherd
who loves his sheep
That Jesus told this story about.
This is the snow so cold and fun
That the shepherd felt on his cheeks and tongue
After the field all squelching with mud
Past the river so cold and wide
That he had to swim to the other side
Near the bush, all spikey and sharp
that grabbed the clothes, and scratched the skin
of the shepherd on the journey he took
Leaving his flock and taking his crook
To find the sheep that had wandered away
From the flock, that follow the shepherd
who loves his sheep
That Jesus told this story about.
This is the sheep the shepherd found
all alone; now homeward bound
these are the shoulders so big and strong
that carried the sheep the journey long
through the snow so cold and fun
That the shepherd felt on his cheeks and tongue
After the field all squelching with mud
Near the river so cold and wide he had to swim to
the other side
Near the bush, all spikey and sharp
that grabbed the clothes, and scratched the skin
of the shepherd on the journey he took
Leaving his flock and taking his crook
To find the sheep that had wandered away
From the flock, all fluffy and white
that follow the shepherd who loves his sheep
That Jesus told this story about.
This is the party and this is the smile
On the shepherd’s face after journeying miles
To find his sheep that had wandered away
From the flock, all fluffy and white
that follow the shepherd who loves his sheep
That Jesus told this story about.
This is the story and now it is done
Remember that God loves everyone
When we feel lost and scared and alone
Remember the good shepherd that carries us
home