By Mary Wilder Tileston

      As a shepherd seeketh out his flock in the day that he is among his sheep that are scattered; so will I seek out my sheep, and will deliver them out of all places where they have been scattered in the cloudy and dark day.
         --EZEKIEL 34:12

      The life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave Himself for me.
         --GALATIANS 2:20

      PERVERSE and foolish, oft I strayed,
      But yet in love He sought me,
      And on His shoulder gently laid,
      And home rejoicing brought me.
         --SIR HENRY W. BAKER

      TRY to feel, by imagining what the lonely Syrian shepherd must feel towards the helpless things which are the companions of his daily life, for whose safety he stands in jeopardy every hour, and whose value is measured to him not by price, but by his own jeopardy, and then we have reached some notion of the love which Jesus meant to represent; that Eternal tenderness which bends over us, and knows the name of each and the trials of each, and thinks for each with a separate solicitude, and gave itself for each with a sacrifice as special, and a love as personal, as if in the whole world's wilderness there were none other but that one.
         --FREDERICK WM. ROBERTSON