227. I Was a Wandering Sheep

S.M.D.
1
I was a wandering sheep,
 
I did not love the fold;
 
I did not love my Shepherd’s voice,
 
I would not be controlled:
 
I was a wayward child,
 
I did not love my home,
 
I did not love my Father’s voice,
 
I loved afar to roam.
2
The Shepherd sought His sheep,
 
The Father sought His child;
 
They followed me o’er vale and hill,
 
O’er deserts waste and wild;
 
They found me nigh to death,
 
Famished, and faint, and lone;
 
They bound me with the bands of love,
 
They saved the wandering one.
3
Jesus my Shepherd is,
 
’Twas He that loved my soul;
 
’Twas He that washed me in His blood,
 
’Twas He that made me whole:
 
’Twas He that sought the lost,
 
That found the wandering sheep;
 
’Twas He that brought me to the fold,
 
’Tis He that still doth keep.
4
I was a wandering sheep,
 
I would not be controlled,
 
But now I love my Savior’s voice,
 
I love, I love the fold.
 
I was a wayward child,
 
I once preferred to roam;
 
But now I love my Father’s voice,
 
I love, I love His home.
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