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