I was wan­der­ing and wea­ry
When my Sav­ior came un­to me;
For the ways of sin grew drea­ry,
And the world has ceased to woo me;
And I thought I heard Him say,
As He came along His way,

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O wan­d’ring souls, come near Me,
My sheep would ne­ver fear Me,
My sheep would ne­ver fear Me:
I am the Shep­herd true.

At first I would not heark­en,
And put off till the mor­row;
But life be­gan to dark­en,
And I was sick with sor­row;
Still I thought I heard Him say,
As He came along His way,

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At last I stopped to list­en,
His voice could not de­ceive me;
I saw His kind eyes glist­en,
So anx­ious to re­lieve me,
I was sure I heard Him say,
As He came along His way,

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He took me on His shoul­der,
And ten­der­ly He kissed me;
He bade my love be bold­er,
And said how He had missed me;
Then I heard Him sweet­ly say,
As He went along His way,

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I thought His love would weak­en,
As more and more He knew me;
But it burn­eth like a bea­con,
And its light and heat go thro’ me.
And I ev­er hear Him say,
As He goes along His way,

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Let us do, then, dear­est bro­thers,
What will best and long­est please us.
Follow not the ways of oth­ers,
But trust our­selves to Je­sus.
We shall ev­er hear Him say,
As He goes along His way,

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