The Master`s Voice Poem by James Mcqueen Williams

In tragedies that surely come, Are revelations new, When what seems to be the end to some, A voice calls the few, Quiet whispers to my heart assure me all`s not lost, And I am given a brand new start, In the one who paid `THE COST`, The sheep will know their master`s voice wherever they may roam, And all of heaven does rejoice, When he calls them to come home, As day gives way to darkest night, With dangers all around, He`s there to lead me with his light, To rest on higher ground.