Are you stay­ing, safe­ly stay­ing,
In the ten­der Shep­herd’s peace­ful folds?
No, I’m stray­ing, sad­ly stray­ing,
On the lone­ly mount­ains, dark and cold.

Refrain

On your ear His lov­ing tones are fall­ing,
For He seeks you, where­so­e’er you roam;
Hear Him call­ing, sweet­ly call­ing,
As He bids His wan­d’ring sheep come home.

Are you hear­ing, glad­ly hear­ing,
How He bids His fold­ed flock re­joice?
No, I’m fear­ing, sadly fear­ing,
I have fol­lowed far the strang­er’s voice.

Refrain

Are you roam­ing, longe­r roam­ing,
In the cold, dark night of doubt and sin?
No, I’m com­ing, quick­ly com­ing!
Open Door! make haste to let me in!

Refrain