1 When some kind shepherd from his fold,
Has lost a straying sheep,
Through vales, o'er hills, he anxious roves,
And climbs the mountain's steep.
2 But O the joy! the transport sweet!
When lie the wanderer finds;
Up in his arms he takes his charge,
And to his shoulder binds.
3 Homeward he hastes to tell his joys,
And make his bliss complete:
The neighbors hear the news, and all
The joyful shepherd greet.
4 Yet how much greater is the joy
When but one sinner turns;
When the poor wretch with broken heart,
His sins and errors mourns!
5 Pleased with the news, the saints below,
In songs their tongues employ;
Beyond the skies the tidings go,
And heaven is filled with joy.
6 Well-pleased the Father sees and hears
The conscious sinner weep;
Jesus receives him in his arms,
And owns him for his sheep.
7 Nor angels can their joys contain,
But kindle with new fire:
"A wandering sheep's returned," they sing,
And strike the sounding lyre.
A Selection of Hymns, from Various Authors, Supplementary for the use of Christians. 1st Ed., 1816