Cem Ovelhas
Ozeias de Paula
One Hundred Sheep
There were a hundred sheep together in the fold
There were a hundred sheep that the loving shepherd cared for
But one afternoon, when counting them all
One was missing, one was missing, and sadly he cried
He left the ninety-nine in the fold
And went to search for her through the mountains
He found her moaning, trembling with cold
He healed her wounds, put her on his shoulders, and returned to the fold
This same story repeats itself
For many lost sheep are out there
But even today, the beloved Shepherd
Weeps for your wounds, weeps for your wounds, and wants to save you
He left the ninety-nine in the fold
And went to search for her through the mountains
He found her moaning, trembling with cold
He healed her wounds, put her on his shoulders, and returned to the fold
He healed her wounds, put her on his shoulders, and returned to the fold
He healed her wounds, put her on his shoulders, and returned to the fold
He healed her wounds, put her on his shoulders, and returned to the fold
He healed her wounds, put her on his shoulders, and returned to the fold
