With a myriad of voices circling my thoughts
who's to say which one is God's?
each whisper, distinct, one from another
tell me "this is the way
this is the path to which God is leading you"
but with each twist and turn
my head spins with confusion
I am left dumbfounded.
what I thought was God's will
turned out to be the will of a deceiving spirit
possibly my own
yet with all the odds against me
through all the thick deception
and all the times my mind
told my heart, "you're wrong..."
God was still faithful in guiding me
though a blind sheep stumbling
against a pack of ravenous wolves
He led me
He carried me
He never took His eyes off me
and even now, as the wolves still bark
Jesus, the Good Shepherd,
my Shepherd, gently peeps,
"You are mine. And I will never let them have you."
I like it a lot, it holds a lot of meaning.