The Lamb’s Psalm – A Poem by Milton Hook
Dec 5, 2014 1622
THE LAMB’S PSALM
When the morning mist hangs low in the valley
you take the lead
and see my need.
At the stream you find a shallow
on the brink
for me to drink.
You surround me with alpacas
to make it safe.
I’m but a waif!
You bandage my hoof when I cannot move.
You dress my cut in your first-aid hut.
When fire sweeps across the slopes
you cause the rain
—- a sweet refrain.
Surely you will not abandon me
when I spring up upon your knee.
Should I be picked for sacrifice
it all will be a worthwhile price,
for you restore
and promise more,
my Faithful Friend ’til journey’s end.
– Composed by Milton Hook 1 December 2014. Used with permission.
Milton Hook is a director of Good News Unlimited.