The Ninety and Nine

I was thinking about how Jesus is the Good Shepherd and we are his sheep of his pasture. Psalms 100:3 says "Know ye that the Lord he is God: it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture." Then I thought of the song "The Ninety and Nine".

                                There were ninety and nine that safely lay
                                            In the shelter of the fold,
                                    But one was out on the hills away,
                                     Far off from the gates of gold.
                               Away on the mountains wild and bare,
                               Away from the tender Shepherd's care; 
                               Away from the tender Shepherd's care.

                                       "Lord, Thou hast here Thy ninety and nine; 
                                           Are they not enough for Thee?" 
          But the Shepherd made answer: "This of mine, Has wandered away from me.
                                     And altho' the road be rough and steep, 
            I go to the desert to find my sheep, I go to the desert to find my sheep."

                                               But none of the ransomed ever knew, 
                                       How deep were the waters crossed; 
                          Nor how dark was the night that the Lord passed thro'
                                      Ere He found His sheep that was lost.
                                         Out in the desert He heard its cry-
                                        Sick and helpless, and ready to die; 
                                        Sick and helpless, and ready to die. 

                                   "Lord, whence are those blood drops all the way
                                               That mark out the mountain's track?"
                            "They were shed for one who had gone astray,
                                           Ere the Shepherd could bring him back."
                                   "Lord, whence are Thy hands so rent and torn?" 
                                "They're pierced tonight by many a thorn;
                                 They're pierced tonight by many a thorn."

                                   But all thro' the mountains, thunder-riv'n,
                                                        And up from the rocky steep,
                                 There arose a glad cry to the gate of heav'n,
                                          "Rejoice! I have found my sheep!"
                                   And the angels echoed around the throne,
                                 "Rejoice, for the Lord brings back His own!
                                 "Rejoice, for the Lord brings back His own."

God loves us all so much-He finds his children and brings them back to the safety of His fold, even when they walk far away from Him. Praise the Lord for His goodness to us!

Bible verse of the week: Psalms 40:2- submitted by my aunt Sharon!
Psalms 40:2  He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. 

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Have a fabulous and godly week!!
Walking with Jesus,
Ashley