Hinos Antigos (medley) (parte 2)

There were a hundred sheep, together in the fold
There were a hundred sheep that a loving shepherd cared for
But one afternoon, when counting them all
One was missing, one was missing and sadly he cried

Stay, Lord, it's getting late
You have my heart to rest
Make in me a permanent dwelling
Stay, Lord, stay, Lord, my Savior

Hold on to God's hand, hold on to God's hand
For it, it will sustain you
Do not fear, move forward and do not look back
Hold on to God's hand and go

He touched me, Jesus, He touched me
With peace He filled my heart
When the Lord Jesus touched me
He delivered me from darkness

Pour the balm, the wound will heal
Protect it with Your mantle of love
We will break bread yes, it will give rest
And all anguish will leave
Do not let faithful soldiers wounded die