Though you may have had ninety and nine
as You looked through the streams of time
You saw that one lost sheep
and You were not satisfied
You are the Good Shepherd
You lay
Your life down for the sheep
and in Your arms I'll stay
Your love doth not weary nor lul me to sleep
Though You may have had ninety and nine
as You looked down the streams of time
You saw that one lost sheep
and You were not satisfied
even as You looked upon
Your dear unworthy one
broken and running away
thinking pastures were greener if I got farther away
but those pastures could not seem
to grow anything but weeds
thorns and thistles were all I knew
Lord my Saviour I come to You
Though You may have had ninety and nine
as You looked down the streams of time
You saw that one lost sheep
and You were not satisfied
I want nothing more
than to be fully Yours
this is the cry of my heart
this is the song that I sing
Your praises my God I bring
there's nothing for me here
no this place is not my home
but Saviour Your will is clear
so I'm never more to roam
Though You may have had ninety and nine
as You looked down the streams of time
You saw that one lost sheep
and You were not satisfied
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