| Song | There Were Ninety And Nine |
| Album | Top Sacred Songs |
| Genre | Contemporary Christian Music |
| Writer(s) | Elizabeth Cecilia Douglas Clephane |
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| Tags | There Were Ninety And Nine |
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There Were Ninety And Nine
That Safely Lay
In The Shelter Of The Fold.
But One Was Out On The Hills Away,
Far Off From The Gates Of Gold.
Away On The Mountains Wild And Bare.
Away From The Tender Shepherd’s Care.
“Lord, Thou Hast Here
Thy Ninety And Nine;
Are They Not Enough For Thee?”
But The Shepherd Made Answer:
“This Of Mine
Has Wandered Away From Me;
And Although The Road
Be Rough And Steep,
I Go To The Desert To Find My Sheep.
But None Of The Ransomed Ever Knew
How Deep Were The Waters Crossed;
Nor How Dark Was The Night
The Lord Passed Through
Ere He Found His Sheep
That Was Lost.
Out In The Desert He Heard Its Cry,
Sick And Helpless
And Ready To Die.
“Lord, Whence Are Those
Blood Drops All The Way
That Mark Out The Mountain’s Track?”
“They Were Shed For One
Who Had Gone Astray
Ere The Shepherd Could
Bring Him Back.”
“Lord, Whence Are Thy Hands
So Rent And Torn?”
“They Are Pierced Tonight
By Many A Thorn”
And All Through The Mountains,
Thunder Riven
And Up From The Rocky Steep,
There Arose A Glad Cry
To The Gate Of Heaven,
“Rejoice! I Have Found My Sheep!”
And The Angels Echoed
Around The Throne,
“Rejoice, For The Lord
Brings Back His Own!”
