I was so lost but My Shepherd found me
when He came and threw His arms around me.
Deep were the pains He bore as He sought me
for He'd laid down His own life and bought me
Many were the wounds He had borne for me
and a crown of thorns He had worn for me.
For His body was pierced and torn for me.
and He endured such hatred and scorn for me.
For He had climbed the hill alone for me
to pay the price and to atone for me.
For this poor lost sheep had wandered away
but Jesus led me back into His way.
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