--- title: Improvement Era description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930. authors: - Curtis, Theo. E. collections: - periodicals tags: - magazine - improvement-era periodical: Improvement Era volume: 12 number: 2 published: 1908-12 publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations publisher_place: Salt Lake City language: en type: magazine reference: 'Curtis, Theo. E., "The Voice of the Shepherd: A Poem," *Improvement Era* 12, no. 2 (December 1908): 122.' source: url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera1202unse transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers. identifier: improvementera1202unse start_page: 122 end_page: 122 rights: status: public-domain basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1908-12) source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera1202unse publication_year: 1908 note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1908, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright. --- # The Voice of the Shepherd: A Poem 122 IMPROVEMENT ERA. And on the slopes of Galilee I bade you rest, and gave you bread Remember ye wild Galilee — The tempests, the complaining deep? With fearful hearts you cried to me, And lo, I gave her back to sleep. Remember when the tyrant hand Bade Zion from her own depart — A lamentation in the land? 'Twas I who healed her broken heart. Once upon the dreary plain Of earth you lifted up to me A pleading voice, and not in vain; The wolf of death encompassed thee! I saw your fears, and heard your cries, And marked the foe so gaunt and grim, And gave myself a sacrifice ; I came between my sheep and him. And shall I now withhold from thee Mine ample arm, which long has fought Thy battles unto liberty — From death to life — and changes not? Be patient, just a little while ! Thy foes are mine, I am thy Lord ! Today's a day of trust and trial, Tomorrow cometh the reward. Theo. E. Curtis, Salt Lake City, Utah.