1 O, wanderer lost in the mazes of sin,
Straying afar from the fold,
Jesus, the Shepherd, is calling to thee,
He longs thy faint heart to uphold.

Refrain:
“I have sheet that are tenderly sheltered” He says,
“But others are out in the cold,
And I the Good Shepherd must find every one,
And lead to my Father’s fold.”

2 O, wanderer think of the love He must bear,
Seeking for thee through the night;
Look! for His garments are crimson with blood—
And still wilt thou flee from His sight! [Refrain]

3 Still out on the mountains of death and despair,
Turning away from His voice;
Think ye that while there are some which are lost,
The Shepherd’s sad heart can rejoice? [Refrain]