| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895. |
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| Lost but Found |
| | | Horatius Bonar (1808–89) |
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| I WAS a wandering sheep, | |
| I did not love the fold; | |
| I did not love my Shepherd’s voice, | |
| I would not be controll’d. | |
| I was a wayward child, | 5 |
| I did not love my home, | |
| I did not love my Father’s voice, | |
| I lov’d afar to roam. | |
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| The Shepherd sought his sheep; | |
| The Father sought his child; | 10 |
| They follow’d me o’er vale and hill, | |
| O’er deserts waste and wild. | |
| They found me nigh to death, | |
| Famish’d, and faint, and lone; | |
| They bound me with the bands of love; | 15 |
| They sav’d the wandering one. | |
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| They spoke in tender love, | |
| They rais’d my drooping head; | |
| They gently clos’d my bleeding wounds, | |
| My fainting soul they fed. | 20 |
| They wash’d my filth away, | |
| They made me clean and fair; | |
| They brought me to my home in peace, | |
| The long-sought wanderer. | |
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| Jesus my Shepherd is, | 25 |
| ’T was he that lov’d my soul; | |
| ’T was he that wash’d me in his blood, | |
| ’T was he that made me whole; | |
| ’T was he that sought the lost, | |
| That found the wandering sheep; | 30 |
| ’T was he that brought me to the fold, | |
| ’T is he that still doth keep. | |
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| I was a wandering sheep, | |
| I would not be controll’d; | |
| But now I love my Shepherd’s voice, | 35 |
| I love, I love the fold. | |
| I was a wayward child, | |
| I once preferr’d to roam; | |
| But now I love my Father’s voice, | |
| I love, I love his home. | 40 |
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