I Hold His Book

    “I Hold His Book,” New Era, June 1995, 67

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    I Hold His Book

    I hold His book

    In trembling hands.

    The words are blurred

    By the tears in my eyes.

    I’ve traveled so far

    Without His light to guide me.

    But now, holding his book,

    I realize

    His light was before me always.

    I was blinded by my own foolishness.

    I had to experience it all alone.

    It is true.

    I know that now.

    For He left the ninety and nine

    To seek me out

    Among the lost and forgotten of the world.

    He led me from darkness

    Back to the safety of the fold.

    His blood was shed for me

    And now I can, in part, repay the debt.

    I’ll teach those still lost and wandering,

    And crying in loneliness

    As I once did

    That, in time,

    We may all join in singing the praises

    of God.

    Painting Rescue of the Lost Lamb by Minerva Teichert