The Lord is my Shepherd
He is my Redeemer too
He enlightens my heart
He asked me about you
Lord, why do you ask me
About the lonely and lost
The sick and the needy
Lord, why.....why ask me
I graze in green meadows
Gaze upon crystal streams
Far away from the ghettoes
And all the urban extremes
The life outside of my shell
Is living in my brother's hell
Am I filled with any shame
When I scoff at their pain
The Shepherd is calling me
While I graze; while I gaze
Patiently waiting; lovingly
Quietly, changing my ways
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