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