Pastoral Vision
There were a hundred sheep
In his flock
There were a hundred sheep
That, lovingly, he cared for
But one evening
When counting them all
One was missing
One was missing
And sadly, he cried
He left the ninety-nine
In the sheepfold
And through the mountain
He went to find her
He found her crying
Shivering with cold
He anointed her wounds
Carried her on his shoulders
And returned to the fold
If you are a soul
Suffering from the anguish
Of feeling alone
In cruel darkness
Today I bring you news
Great joyful news
It's the gospel
That saves and redeems
And gives you light
He left the ninety-nine
In the sheepfold
And through the mountain
He went to find her
He found her crying
Shivering with cold
He anointed her wounds
Carried her on his shoulders
And returned to the fold