Just One Lost Sheep

Just One Lost Sheep By Brandlynnn Stevens “Just one lost sheep, father. Let me go find him” To his father a Sheppard boy cried. “I know he’s out there, he may be in danger He may be caught in the river’s tide.” “Ninety- six, ninety- seven, ninety- eight, ninety- nine. But there’s still one sheep missing from the fold. We’d better go find him, no telling where he is.” The father to the son so told. They went out searching, though dusk was upon them, And left behind the ninety and nine. Wherever he’s lost, the sheep is too precious Too precious to be left out behind. They found the sheep, and brought him back, They brought him back to the fold. Now he was safe in a sheltered place, And he was out of the bitter cold. “Just one lost sheep, Father. Let me go get them.” The good Sheppard to His father cried. “I know they’re out there, and I know they’re in danger.” So on the cross, the good Sheppard died.