I was wandering, sad, and weary, When the Saviour came unto me ; For the paths of sin were dreary, And the world had ceased to woo me : And I thought I heard Him say, As He came along His way :
" Wandering souls, O do come near Me ; My sheep should never fear Me : I am the Shepherd true, I am the Shepherd true ! "
2. At first I would not hearken, But put off till the morrow, Till life began to darken, And I grew sick with sorrow : Then I thought I heard Him say, As He came along His way :
3 At last I stopped to listen---- His voice could ne'er deceive me---- I saw His kind eye glisten, So anxious to relieve me : Then I knew I heard Him say, As He came along His way :
4. I thought His love would weaken As more and more He knew me, But it burneth like a beacon, [me ; And its light and heat go through And I ever hear Him say, As He goes along His way :