227. I Was a Wandering Sheep
S.M.D.
1
I was a wandering sheep,
I did not love my Shepherd’s voice,
I would not be controlled:
I did not love my Father’s voice,
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.
’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 once preferred to roam;
But now I love my Father’s voice,