L-et the flock of sheep endure,
O-n the thirtieth of September;
V-icious lies ruin the faith,
E-xtend the truth from the Maker.
L-et the flock of sheep keep their hopes alive;
Y-es, let their trust in God stay strong to survive.
R-ight now uplift them,
E-nlighten them so deep;
Y-earn to inspire the chosen,
E-dify the flock of
S-heep.
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An inspiring spiritual acrostic, Bernard❤️❤️❤️