306. Like a Little Wandering Lamb

4-7s.
1
Like a little wandering lamb,
 
Lost upon the hills I am;
 
Like a shepherd Jesus stands,
 
Holding out His blessed hands.
2
"Come," He says, "come back to Me;
 
Little lamb, I died for thee;
 
I will take thee to My home;
 
Little lamb, I pray thee, come.
3
"Thou wouldst like to have thy way,
 
On the lonely hills to stray,
 
Where the hungry lion hides,
 
Where the fiery serpent glides.
4
"I would have thee lie at rest,
 
Little lamb, upon My breast;
 
Thou shalt be My sweet delight
 
All the day and all the night.
5
"Though thou hast a wayward will,
 
Little lamb, I love thee still;
 
Come to Me and be forgiven;
 
I will bear thee safe to heaven."
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