Afar on the mountain the Shepherd Is seeking the lost ones to save; Oh, flee to the arms of His mercy, For thee His life freely He gave.
Refrain: Then come, wanderer, come, The gate is wide open for thee; Borne safe from all harm On the Shepherd’s strong arm, A rock and a refuge is He.
Though far from the fold thou hast wandered In byways of sorrow and sin, Fear not, ’tis the Shepherd that’s calling, He’s longing to welcome thee in.
Though darkness and danger assail thee On deserts so dreary and cold, The light of His presence will guide thee Safe into the sheltering fold.
There in the green pastures He’ll give thee A place of sweet comfort and rest; Beside the still waters He’ll lead thee Till safe in the home of the blest.