Full Lyrics
1 I met the good Shepherd just now on the plain,
As homeward he carried His lost one again;
I marvelled how gently His burden he bore,
And as he passed by me I knelt to adore.
2 O Shepherd, good Shepherd, Thy wounds they are deep;
The wolves have sore hurt thee in saving thy sheep.
Thy raiment all over with crimson is dyed;
And what is this wound they have made in thy side?
3 O Shepherd, good Shepherd, and is it for me
This grievous affliction has fallen on thee?
Thy wounds make me love thee, my heart shall be thine;
With thee I will journey, my shepherd divine.
