The Lost Sheep

Which lost sheep

Fleeing their Pastor,

So I walked away

The way of the Lord.

But my good Salvador

I looked up and saw me lost

And it was full of love

To save me and give me life.

With much love I sought

My loving Pastor,

His blood shed

By rid of pain.

Instead of giving me punishment

My guilt merited,

Kind and compassionate

On his shoulders he took me.

Now that you've saved me

And it has made me into his fold,

I am so happy at his side

I love you a thousand times.

Until the eternal glory

You can always look

And sing the sweet story

From which I came to save.

Friend that you are not saved:

Jesus longs for you today;

Come quickly, come to him,

That you will be happy with him.