A Ovelha Perdida
Cantor Cristão
The Lost Sheep
Ninety-nine sheep are on their way
Safe to the pen
But one of them strayed away
From the pastoral den
Wandering in the mountains of fear
Far from the faithful shepherd
Far from the faithful shepherd
With the submissive flock, oh good Shepherd
Won't you be satisfied?
The lost one is mine, he replied
She belongs to my side
I’ll go to the desert to find
The sheep I hear crying in pain
The sheep I hear crying in pain
No redeemed soul could have guessed
How dark the night could be
How deep the waters she crossed
Bringing her to safety
And when he went to rescue
The lost one was perishing
The lost one was perishing
All along the road where she came
What blood do I see there?
I searched for the sheep with love
My blood I did share
I see your hand is wounded
Anguish filled up my heart
Anguish filled up my heart
From the mountain come the cries!
It's the voice of the good Shepherd!
Ringing in triumphant notes
The victorious psalm!
And the angels sing up in the skies
The lost one has returned to God
The lost one has returned to God
