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1
There were ninety and nine that safely lay In the shelter of the flock, But one was out on the hills away, Far off in the cold and dark; Away on the mountains wild and bare, Away from the tender Shepherd’s care. Away from the tender Shepherd’s care.
A7There
were
D
ninety
and nine that
A
safely
D
lay
In the shelter
Bm
of
the
A
flock,
But
D
one
was out on the
Bm
hills
a
D
way,
Far
Em
off
in the
A7
cold
and
D
dark;
A
G♭
way
on the
Bm
mountains
G♭7
wild
and
Bm
bare,
AA
D
way
from the
Bm
tender
A
Shepherd's
D
care.
Away from the tender
A
Shepherd's
D
care.
2
“Lord, Thou hast here Thy ninety and nine; Are they not enough for Thee?” But the Shepherd made answer: “This of Mine Has wandered away from Me; And although the road be rough and steep, I go to the desert to find My sheep.”
"Lord, Thou hast here Thy ninety and nine;
Are they not enough for Thee?"
But the Shepherd made answer: "This of Mine
Has wandered away from Me;
And although the road be rough and steep,
I go to the desert to find My sheep."
A7"Lord,
Thou
D
hast
here Thy ninety
A
and
nine;
Are they not
Bm
enough
for
A
Thee?"
But
D
the
Shepherd made
Bm
answer:
"This
D
of
Mine
Has
Em
wandered
A7
away
from
D
Me;
And
G♭
although
the
Bm
road
be
G♭7
rough
and
Bm
steep,
AI
D
go
to the
Bm
desert
A
to
find
D
My
sheep."
3
But none of the ransomed ever knew How deep were the waters crossed; Nor how dark was the night which the Lord passed through Ere He found His sheep that was lost. Out in the bleak desert He heard its cry— All bleeding and helpless, and ready to die.
But none of the ransomed ever knew
How deep were the waters crossed;
Nor how dark was the night which the Lord passed through
Ere He found His sheep that was lost.
Out in the bleak desert He heard its cry—
All bleeding and helpless, and ready to die.
A7But
none
D
of
the ransomed
A
ever
knew
How deep were the
Bm
waters
A
crossed;
Nor
D
how
dark was the night
Bm
which
the
D
Lord
passed through
Ere
Em
He
found His
A7
sheep
that
D
was
lost.
Out
G♭
in
the bleak
Bm
desert
G♭7
He
heard
Bm
its
cry—
AAll
D
bleeding
and
Bm
helpless,
A
and
D
ready
to die.
4
“Lord, whence are those blood-drops all the way That mark out the mountain’s track?” “They were shed for one who had gone astray Ere the Shepherd could bring him back.” “Lord, whence are Thy hands so rent and torn?” “They’re pierced tonight by many a thorn.”
"Lord, whence are those blood-drops all the way
That mark out the mountain's track?"
"They were shed for one who had gone astray
Ere the Shepherd could bring him back."
"Lord, whence are Thy hands so rent and torn?"
"They're pierced tonight by many a thorn."
A7"Lord,
whence
D
are
those blood-drops all
A
the
way
That mark out the
Bm
mountain's
A
track?"
"They
D
were
shed for one who
Bm
had
gone
D
astray
Ere
Em
the
Shepherd
A7
could
bring
D
him
back."
"Lord,
G♭
whence
are Thy
Bm
hands
so
G♭7
rent
and
Bm
torn?"
A"They're
D
pierced
tonight
Bm
by
A
many
a
D
thorn."
5
And all through the mountains, thunder-riven, And up from the rocky steep, There arose a cry to the gate of heaven, “Rejoice! I have found My sheep!” And the angels echoed around the throne, “Rejoice, for the Lord brings back His own!”
And all through the mountains, thunder-riven,
And up from the rocky steep,
There arose a cry to the gate of heaven,
"Rejoice! I have found My sheep!"
And the angels echoed around the throne,
"Rejoice, for the Lord brings back His own!"
A7And
all
D
through
the mountains,
A D
thunder-riven,
And up from the
Bm
rocky
A
steep,
There
D
arose
a cry to
Bm
the
gate
D
of
heaven,
Em"Rejoice!
I have
A7
found
My
D
sheep!"
And
G♭
the
angels
Bm
echoed
G♭7
around
Bm
the
throne,
A D"Rejoice,
for the
Bm
Lord
brings
A
back
His
D
own!"
(Repeat the last line of each stanza)
A classic much used and much blessed under the labor of D. L. Moody
This is such a powerful and yet tender hymn. I'm sad it isn't in our hymnals. The story behind the hymn, and the music to which the words were set are so interesting.
I love and very much cherish this hymn. Not only is it inspiring and full of insight. It shows us the compassion of our Lord Jesus and the price Christians are to pay in carrying out meaningful soul winning after the pattern set by our Saviour Jesus Christ.
These words aren't correct—it should read There were ninety and nine that safely lay In the shelter of the fold but one was up on the hills away far off from the gates of gold—other bits only slightly. I learned this by heart in 1968.