On the mount­ain of sin
You have wan­dered away,
Storm and tem­pest about you beat;
You have strug­gled alone
Through the deep mi­ry clay,
Sharp rocks have bruised your wea­ry feet.

Refrain

You may en­ter the Shep­herd’s fold,
You may make its peace and com­fort your choice,
Safe for­ev­er from storm and cold,
If you fol­low when you hear His voice.

Quickly an­swer the Lord
Who is seek­ing for you,
Go to meet Him with thank­ful heart;
Follow Him to your home,
As He bids you to do.
And from its shel­ter ne’er de­part.

Refrain

Thro’ the dark­ness of night,
He is call­ing to you,
He who knows all His sheep by name;
Tho’ your sins have been great,
And your mer­its are few,
His love will ev­er be the same.

Refrain