The place by the Shepherd's tent
Is the place I go,
When the burden seems heavy,
The responsibility overwhelming,
The process endless,
The delay worrisome,
And when the struggle continues…
It is the place my Beloved tells me to come
And leave it all at His feet…
Leave the burden, the chaos, the problem, the mess…
And find truth
The truth of how He sees the circumstance
The truth of how He sees me…
It is here by the Shepherd’s tent
That I hear the song that He sings over me…
His words astound me…
Can they be real? True?
He sees me radiant, strong, tender, wise…
And He encourages me that with His help
The help of Father, Son, and Holy Spirit…
All will be well…
What grace fills my soul and my spirit
As I drink in this love, this acceptance…
Yes, when I come to my Shepherd’s gate
And give all the heaviness to Him…
He marks me with His redeeming grace
So, I can continue on the journey
To trust in His goodness, His care, and His love…
With restored hope and faith!
