A Ovelha Perdida - 156

The good shepherd sought me
Already far from the fold
And with tenderness found me
Fallen, sad, vile!
The wounds, with love, He thought
And to home, in His arms, He took me

Yes, Jesus loved me
With love He sought me
He Himself restored me to God
By His blood, He restored me to God

He followed me, far away
From His place, in heaven
And said, in a loving voice
I found you, you are mine!
I never felt such great love
Like this from my good shepherd

Yes, Jesus loved me
With love He sought me
He Himself restored me to God
By His blood, He restored me to God

I am dear to Him
What singular grace!
For He was wounded
In order to save me
Thus, I am His sheep
And with His flock I will go

Yes, Jesus loved me
With love He sought me
He Himself restored me to God
By His blood, He restored me to God

I now proceed joyfully
God gives complete power
And saving grace
Protects me from evil
The good shepherd is with me
He will guide my steps

Yes, Jesus loved me
With love He sought me
He Himself restored me to God
By His blood, He restored me to God