Cliché, The Master And His Slave

I live but not the daily for my sake;

Unto God I've given myself;

For death, I would not forsake,

Himself and myself.

 

 

I know wherefrom I came

And I know, where I should dwell

Where devotees from have came;

And where they've gone to dwell.

 

 

Alone - I will never be;

I am behind Him, a shepherd.

Without Him, I shall not be;

The Lord is my shepherd.

 

 

Without much, what there could be

That I ever shall want?

Nothing, out there will be,

For one and all to want.