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Just a Shepherd by Sandra Graham © 2006 Just an aged sheep keeper, But I recall - A small baby boy, asleep in a stall. The night sky was clear; A star shone bright. Angels praised God all thru the night. Prophets foretold this wondrous birth; How the Son of God would be born on earth. Now I'm an old man, certainly blessed, With my own eyes, I greeted This heavenly Guest! |