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Joh 10:1 "Most positively, I say to you*, the one not entering through the door into the fold of the sheep, _but_ climbing up some other way, that one is a thief and a robber.
Joh 10:2 "But the one entering through the door is shepherd of the sheep.
Joh 10:3 "To this one the doorkeeper opens. And the sheep hear his voice, and his own sheep he calls by name, and he leads them out.
Joh 10:4 "And whenever he brings out his own sheep, he goes before them, and the sheep follow him, because they know his voice.
Joh 10:5 "But a stranger they will by no means follow, _but_ they will flee from him, because they do not know the voice of strangers."
--Analytical-Literal Translation of the New Testament, Holy Bible, 1999-2001
Oh Heavenly Father, I testify again to the Goodness of Our Shepherd.
I thank you for the green pastures and still waters where I will be led today.
I thank you for the paths of Righteousness where I will walk.
May I hear your Voice in your Word today.
Provide for all who call upon you with healing and deliverance and providence and Salvation.
Psa 145:17 The LORD is righteous in all his ways, and holy in all his works.
Psa 145:18 The LORD is nigh unto all them that call upon him, to all that call upon him in truth.
Psa 145:19 He will fulfill the desire of them that fear him: he also will hear their cry, and will save them.
In obedience we ask all these things in the Name of Jesus.
http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/g/l/glovmysi.htm
The God of love my Shepherd is,
And He that doth me feed;
While He is mine and I am His,
What can I want or need?
He leads me to the tender grass,
Where I both feed and rest;
Then to the streams that gently pass:
In both I have the best.
Or if I stray, He doth convert,
And bring my mind in frame,
And all this not for my desert,
But for His holy Name.
Yea, in death’s shady black abode
Well may I walk, not fear;
For Thou art with me, and Thy rod
To guard, Thy staff to bear.
Surely Thy sweet and wondrous love
Shall measure all my days;
And as it never shall remove
So neither shall my praise.
--George Herbert, The Temple, 1633