FEED MY SHEEP

by Chern Siang Ling, MMS Regional Director for Cambodia, Nepal, and Vietnam. She was a Missionary in Vietnam and worked with young Vietnamese adults. This poem was written to encourage a young adult who had taken the step of faith to serve God to minister to people in Cambodia.

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The glories in heaven You did forsake, Upon this earth You entered and taught; For me a sinner, a saint to make, Lost & unworthy, yet You sought, Lord, “Thou knowest that I loveth Thee”, My child, then feed you My sheep for Me.

You lived rejected, and oft betrayed, ‘Twas our toils and trials that you bore; Fixed on the cross, You’ve never swayed, Though Calvary, full of pain and gore, Lord, “Thou knowest that I loveth Thee”, My child, then feed you My sheep for Me.

My cross You carried, my sins redeemed, My shame upon the tree was nailed; Death held no longer its dreadful esteem, Love overcame and victory was sealed. Lord, “Thou knowest that I loveth Thee”, My child, then feed you My sheep for Me.

I live no longer for my own, I was bought with Your sacrifice; Help me, Lord, to make You known, A life surrendered fully to Christ. Lord, “Thou knowest that I loveth Thee”, My child, then feed you My sheep for Me.

My child, then feed you My sheep for Me.