The days are swiftly hastening
The shadows softly fall
I seem to hear the shepherd calling
From way beyond the wall
He has come to fetch the ill ewe
That lies so forlorn
To unite her with her lamb
She lost,a decade or so ago,
She has been pining for her,
Life for her has never been the same,
The ewe has now to bid goodbye
To all she knew, when on earthly meadows
She did graze,
The shepherd will pick her up
tenderly in His arms
And carry her safely o'er
And lay her gently beside her lamb
She had longed so dearly for;
Now Forever to abide;
No more heartache or pain,
No more tears will be shed,
For the place where He will lay her down
There will be peace and eternal rest,
Beside her precious lamb.