The Shepherd - Pure Warmth

Culture - The Shepherd Woe to the careless shepherd That lead Jah righteous sheep astray And back them clearly out of Mount Zion way Man The shepherds are running away Leave the poor sheep, they're all gone astray The shepherds are running away Leave the poor sheep, yes Father where is thou They need someone to lead them home Only Rasta to stand up and say Equal rights and justice stand for all The shepherds are running away Leave the poor sheep, they're all gone astray The shepherds are running away Leave the poor sheep, they're gone far back The shepherds are running away Leave the poor sheep, they're way in the bushes Way in the bushes (.) Jeremiah twenty-third say Woe unto the careless pastures That lead me righteous sheep astray And back them far up out of Mount Zion way The shepherds are running away Leave the poor sheep, far back in the bushes The shepherds are running away Leave the poor sheep, hmm Father where is thou They need a Rastaman to lead them home Yes Rasta, we'll stand up And say equal rights and justice stand for all The shepherds are running away, yeah Leave the poor sheep The shepherds are running away Leave the poor sheep, too bad

Quietly He speaks to me. Gently He leads me. Lovingly the Shepherd carries me. He carries me hidden safely in His bosom I feel His love inside when other times, my friend, I couldn't. He knows just what's best for me; The Good Shepherd knows, He knows Just what I need. Quietly He speaks. Gently the Master leads. So lovingly He carries me to A safe place of rest. And I feel the Master's unconditional love, Everlasting love, Ever so deeply inside of me. I'm so glad Jesus knows Just what's best for me. The Good Shepherd knows -- Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for Jesus is with me. He leads me, He guides me, He hides me In the shelter of His arms; He holds me there. The Good Shepherd knows Just what I need.

When the event happens There's little time to think of those things That people would like to have remain private Getting caught up in the circus-like atmosphere Feeling less responsible to conventional ethical practices Never good, just the bad and the ugly, laid in front of you Nothing quite like seeing the world through the TV's window Feeling helpless, I look for distraction, I go searching for you Wandering through our city to find some solace at your door I can't stop thinking about it I can't stop thinking about it Tell me, did you see the news tonight? Hold me in this wild, wild world 'Cause in your warmth I forget how cold it can be And in your heat I feel how cold it can get Hold me in this wild, wild world 'Cause in your warmth I forget how cold it can be And in your heat I feel how cold it can get Now draw me close So come on, let's forget the emotion, tie the blinkers on Hold both hands right over my eyes, deafen me with music Till we're lost in the heat of the moment, and I'm moving in you Help me keep these hours alive, help me chase those seconds I just keep talking about it But I'll do nothing about it Tell me, did you see the news last night? Hold me in this wild, wild world 'Cause in your warmth I forget how cold it can be And in your heat I feel how cold you can get Hold me in this wild, wild world 'Cause in your warmth I forget how cold it can be And in your heat I feel how cold it can get Now draw me close Hold me in this wild, wild world Hold me in this wild, wild world 'Cause in your warmth I forget how cold it can be And in your heat I feel how cold it can get Hold me in this wild, wild world 'Cause in your warmth I forget how cold it can be And in your heat I feel how cold it can get So hold me close, hold me close