And
the flock that I once tended
Now
I tend not as before
For
my only occupation
Is
to love Him more and more.
I
have gone away forever
From
the idle haunts of men
And
a sharer in their folly
I
will never be again.
They
may say and say it loudly
I
am lost but I am not!
I
was found by my Beloved
Oh,
how blessed is my lot!
by St John of God