Haiku for the scattered
The sheep are scattered.
God’s people, dispersed, exiled
among the nations.
I will search for them,
says God. They are my own sheep,
I will seek them out.
I will rescue them
from all their scattered places;
I’ll be their shepherd.
I will bring them home
to Israel’s mountains, give
them food and water.
They’ll have rich pasture,
lie down in good grazing land.
I’ll be their shepherd.
I will seek the lost,
bind the injured, and strengthen
the weak They are mine.
The fat and the strong
I will destroy. They’ll receive
the justice that’s due.
Between sheep and sheep
I will judge; those who ravage,
and the scattered ones.
A true shepherd comes,
my servant David, a prince;
he shall tend my flock.
© Ken Rookes 2023
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