1 Come, wand'ring sheep, oh! come, I'll bind thee to my breast, I'll bear thee to thy home And lay thee down to rest.
2 I saw thee stray forlorn, And heard thee faintly cry, And on the tree of scorn For thee I deigned to die.
3 I shield thee from alarms, And wilt thou not be blest? I bear thee in my arms, Thou bear me in thy breast.Source: Laudis Corona: the new Sunday school hymn book, containing a collection of Catholic hymns, arranged for the principal seasons and festivals of the year #193