Tune: Crimond
('The Lord's my Shepherd')
Linking with Psalm 23
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Find times of rest and quietness
The Lord seeks us to bless
Our good Shepherd leads us safely
In peace and harmony
What all we need to be doing
In daily life, each thing
Not overstrain ourselves, but be
In His will constantly
Await a while and take some ease
Some leisure as you please
Not taken up with things complex
Things that cause us to vex
Our faithful companion He be
E'er leading His sheep free
In pastures green, reviving springs
Strength, comfort to us brings
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Author:
orchidee (
Offline) - Published: July 22nd, 2026 12:27
- Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.6.8.6.
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 53
- Users favorite of this poem: sorenbarrett, Cheeky Missy, Tristan Robert Lange, GenXer Sharon ππ

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I thought this would be a short hymn to go with a short church service
Heehee - and here is the poem!
Amazing! That has to be a fave
Very sneaky my friend posting a coming attractions post then going in behind the scenes and editing a new poem to leave people feeling stupid for not having read it. I try to read all but if you had not been kind enough to give me warning I might have overlooked it. And a fine read indeed. I don't understand why you were trying to hide it. I told you it would be a fave
Thank you SB. I was trying out a poem on another PC. When I tried it before, it did not align properly. Erm, I had not thought up the words at that stage either. lol.
You got new equipment how nice.
I am perplexed at your interaction with Soren above: Which of you is NS? However your penultimate stanza leaves me in no doubt that you have incorporated the values of a '60's hippie and are preparing to drop out...
Thank you D. I posted a 'test poem' with a couple of words in it (gone now).
Or - it's probably me in an NS moment.
I am staying cool, and far out, man - penultimate stanza! lol.
Well done, Sire - you are scheduled to live 'til at least150. Your God will have to wait...
Beautifully done, Orchi! Unfortunately, P. Silly (erm Solus) has declared himself Assistant Shepherd of Recreational Affairs and converted the green pasture into an all-inclusive resort. The sheep are ordering mocktails, the spinach has vanished, and nobody has accomplished a damn thing since Tuesday. Apparently, your message reached him! ππΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
Thank you T. Popeye is fired from being the Good, erm, Bad Shepherd. lol.
Beautiful Work Orchiee
Thank you GS.
A fine hymn poem sir ..
Baaa, thank you N. lol. Not Baa humbug, but baa, I'm a sheep!
Beautiful.
Thank you T.
Did bring me some comfort reading it. Thanks ππΌπ
Thank you N.
Welcome π€
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