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