In pastures green, where peace does dwell,
There walks a shepherd, dear and kind.
With tender heart, He leads us well,
Guiding lost souls, love intertwine.
Christ, our shepherd, with gentle hand,
Calls out to us, His precious sheep.
With voice so warm, we understand,
In His care, our souls will keep.
Through valleys dark, where shadows loom,
He stays close, our fears to alleviate.
With soft embrace, He guards our tomb,
And guides us to a brighter fate.
His love, a beacon, steadfast and true,
Shines bright in moments of despair.
With open arms, He carries us through,
And lifts our burdens, light as air.
Oh, Christ our shepherd, loving and kind,
Your grace and mercy, we adore.
In Your embrace, our souls entwined,
We find solace forevermore.
MARYANN BOSAH 