I wish
someone had given Jesus a shepherd
As loyal
and loving as mine
To sleep by
his manger and gaze in
His eyes
and adore Him for being divine.
As our Lord
grew to manhood, his faithful dog
Would have
followed Him all through the day
While He
preached to the crowds and made the sick well
And knelt
in the garden to pray.
It is sad
to remember that Christ went away
To face
death alone and apart
With no
tender dog following close behind
To comfort
its Master's heart.
And when
Jesus rose on that Easter morn
How happy
He would have been
As his dog
kissed His hands and barked its delight
For the One
who died for all men.
Well, the
Lord has a shepherd now, I just sent him mine
The old pal
so dear to me
And I smile
through my tears on this first day alone
Knowing
they're in eternity.
(Author
unknown)
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