Calling for Thee

1 Out on a desert all barren and cold,
See the Good Shepherd is seeking His own,
Seeking the lamb that has strayed from the fold,
Tenderly calling, “Poor wand’rer, come home.”

Refrain:
Calling, calling, calling for thee,
Calling, calling, calling for thee;
Flee to the Saviour and nevermore roam,
While He yet calleth, “Poor wand’rer, come home.”

2 Far in the distance He hears the sad cry
Of the poor wand’rer so weary and cold,
Famishing, fainting, and ready to die,
Out in the desert afar from the fold. [Refrain]

3 Onward He hastens the wand’rer to find,
Over the mountain-way rugged and steep,
Yes, the Good Shepherd so loving and kind,
Yearns for and anxiously seeketh His sheep. [Refrain]

4 Hark! the glad voice of the Master I hear,
Loudly proclaiming “The lost has been found!”
Angels with jubilant voices and clear,
All thro’ the heavens reecho the sound. [Refrain]

Source: The Finest of the Wheat No. 2 #158

• MIDI file from The Finest of the Wheat No. 2 #158