I hear the shepherds voice, he's calling
before the dawn of earth's first morning
where light and space and time were born, he
beckoned me by name.
I hear the shepherd gently speaking
through the prophets, psalms and teachings
through law and spirit, thought and feelings
calling us by name
I hear my shepherd calling my name
in hot and dusty Jerusalem
in the star filled skies above Bethlehem
calling me by name
I hear the angels shout, victorious
our king, our shepherd, He is glorious
he became the lamb slain for us
Calling us by name
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