Poor Lil’ Brack Sheep

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I love these old poems. This one reminds us that salvation is of the Lord alone! He seeks us out, and brings home we who were lost and doomed, without hope. ‘Think over what I say, for the Lord will give you understanding in everything. Remember Jesus Christ, risen from the dead, the offspring of David, as preached in my gospel’ (2 Tim. 2:7,8). He is a mighty Savior, a mighty God, faithful, steadfast in His love towards those who believe!

Poor lil’ brack sheep that stray’d away
    Done los’ in de win’ and rain
An’de Shepherd he say:"O, hirelin’
    Go fin’ my sheep again."
An de’ hirlin’ frowns, "O, Shepherd,
    Dat sheep am brack and bad.."
But de Shepherd, He smile like de lil’ brack sheep
    Is de onliest lamb he had,
    Is de onliest lamb he had.

An’ he say, "O hirelin’, hasten!
    For de win’ an’ de rain am col’,
And dat lil’ brack sheep am lonesome
    Out dere so far from de fol’."
An’ de hirelin frown, "O Shepherd,
    Dat sheep am old an’ grey."
But de Shepherd he smile like de lil’ brack sheep
Wuz fair as de break ob day,
Wuz fair as de break ob day.

An He say, "O hirelin’, hasten!
    Lo, here is de ninety an’ nine,
But dere way off from de sheep fol’
    Is dat lil’ brack sheep ob mine."
An’ de hirelin frown, "O Shepherd,
    De rest ob de sheep am here."
But de Shepherd he smile like de lil’ brack sheep,
    He hol’ it de mostes’ dear,
    He hol’ it de mostes’ dear.

An’ de Shepherd go out in de darkness,
    Where de night was col’ and bleak,
An’ de lil’ brack sheep, he fin’ it,
An’ lay it agains’ His cheek.

An’ de hirelin’ frown, "O, Shepherd,
    Don’ bring dat sheep to me."
But de Shepherd He smile, an’ He hol’ it close,
    An’ de lil’ brack sheep is me!
    An’ de lil’ brack sheep is me!


- Ethel M.C. Brazelton, 1906