Jacob's Sheep

Who am I?
Can you guess?
I walk in places where I am told
High up here, among crags and cliffs bold
My horns are many, my hooves sharp
I heart the shepherd and obey his flock
No guess by golly to be sure
In depths, I travel in truth and honesty
I divide according to laws divine
Touch not the oil, nor the wine
The grapes are near ready in time
Push, prod and protect
I keep the hearts, its innocence
Walking where he inclines
My lord, my shepherd
By his will 
All will be done


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