The sun shone bright o’er hill and dale,
The sheep content to eat;
When sudden stealth among the rocks
Brought the shepherd to his feet.
With cunning strength he met the foe,
Though roared the mighty beast;
Those helpless sheep were in his care,
And save he must e’en the least!
Another battle came his way,
A mightier foe than a’fore;
God’s very name was challenged,
And His people frightened sore.
The’ the towering enemy laughed at him,
He had no fears or dread,
But with confidence in Jehovah said,
“Today I shall take your head.”
This boy learned young in whom to trust,
Though he suffered many things;
He became a mighty warrior,
Was feared of many kings.
His line goes on forever
And is spoken of this day;
His very name was well-beloved,
For his enemies he did pray.
ML-02/13/1983