Hark! 'Tis the Shepherd's voice I hear,
Out in the desert dark and drear,
Calling the sheep who've gone astray,
Far from the Shepherd's fold away.
Bring them in, bring them in,
Bring them in from the fields of sin;
Bring them in, bring them in,
Bring the wanderers to Jesus.
Who'll go and help this Shepherd kind,
Help Him the wandering ones to find?
Who'll bring the lost ones to the fold,
Where they'll be sheltered from the cold?.
Bring them in, bring them in,
Bring them in from the fields of sin;
Bring them in, bring them in,
Bring the wanderers to Jesus.
Out in the desert hear their cry,
Out on the mountains wild and high;
Hark! 'Tis the Master speaks to thee,
"Go find My sheep where'er they be.".
Bring them in, bring them in,
Bring them in from the fields of sin;
Bring them in, bring them in,
Bring the wanderers to Jesus.
Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all the earth:
Make a loud noise, and rejoice, and sing praise.
