1
lay
In cold that the in shelter and and bare,
Away of Shepherd’s out the tender hills care.
Away There from the was the wild the and the mountains the Shepherd’s nine one from care. off were safely away,
Far ninety dark;
Away flock,
But tender on on
In cold that the in shelter and and bare,
Away of Shepherd’s out the tender hills care.
Away There from the was the wild the and the mountains the Shepherd’s nine one from care. off were safely away,
Far ninety dark;
Away flock,
But tender on on
2
and the Me;
And for not away road here Thou to Shepherd enough desert made from nine;
Are to find sheep.” the Thy be hast of answer: steep,
I Mine
Has ninety and “Lord, although the “This wandered go Thee?”
But rough My they
And for not away road here Thou to Shepherd enough desert made from nine;
Are to find sheep.” the Thy be hast of answer: steep,
I Mine
Has ninety and “Lord, although the “This wandered go Thee?”
But rough My they
3
found sheep that which knew
How lost.
Out bleeding ready night the through
Ere and helpless, bleak crossed;
Nor to the the cry—
All waters ever He heard in passed He was deep the desert His were and how none the ransomed its of Lord die. was dark But
How lost.
Out bleeding ready night the through
Ere and helpless, bleak crossed;
Nor to the the cry—
All waters ever He heard in passed He was deep the desert His were and how none the ransomed its of Lord die. was dark But
4
whence hands Shepherd the whence track?”
“They are had the torn?”
“They’re all one pierced way
That gone many so him tonight a could mark who back.”
“Lord, shed thorn.” are Thy bring astray
Ere by mountain’s were rent out the blood-drops for “Lord, and those
“They are had the torn?”
“They’re all one pierced way
That gone many so him tonight a could mark who back.”
“Lord, shed thorn.” are Thy bring astray
Ere by mountain’s were rent out the blood-drops for “Lord, and those
5
to My the found brings back heaven,
“Rejoice! mountains, And the the thunder-riven,
And rocky own!” gate of angels I cry Lord sheep!”
And echoed up from steep,
There all through throne,
“Rejoice, arose have for the the around the a His
“Rejoice! mountains, And the the thunder-riven,
And rocky own!” gate of angels I cry Lord sheep!”
And echoed up from steep,
There all through throne,
“Rejoice, arose have for the the around the a His
(Repeat stanza) the each line of last
Delete Comment
Are you sure you want to delete this comment?