Creative Moment 1 - The Little Black Sheep

Oh Little Black Sheep,
Why are you so glum?
The birds are singing,
The sun is shining,
Come play, I say, come!

"No play, no play!"
Wails the little black sheep
"My wool's all mangled,
Twisted and tangled,
Oh woe! My days are bleak!"

"I wished I listened,
But far away I strayed.
In the maze a-wandering,
Vain pleasures and idling,
Soon in my filth I laid."

Hush little black sheep,
I hear a voice beckoning.
O how sweetly,
Softly and tenderly,
Someone to you is calling.

"I am saved!"
The little sheep weeps.
"My Master is here,
Great Shepherd so dear,
For me He sought to keep.

"No more wandering!"
Was the sheep's feeble promise,
For true to his nature,
lured by worldly pastures,
He'll soon be tempted to stray.

Yet the sheep shall remember,
The work of his Master for him.
Pain endured so great,
To save from fiery fate,
And in the Shepherd's grace ever be.