I Was Wandering, Sad, And Weary,
When The Saviour Came Unto Me
For The Paths Of Sin Were Dreary,
And The World Had Ceased To Woo Me
And I Thought I Heard Him Say,
As He Came Along His Way

Wandering Souls, O Do Come Near Me
My Sheep Should Never Fear Me
I Am The Shepherd True,
I Am The Shepherd True !

At First I Would Not Hearken,
But Put Off Till The Morrow,
Till Life Began To Darken,
And I Grew Sick With Sorrow
Then I Thought I Heard Him Say,
As He Came Along His Way

At Last I Stopped To Listen
His Voice Could Ne’er Deceive Me
I Saw His Kind Eye Glisten,
So Anxious To Relieve Me
Then I Knew I Heard Him Say,
As He Came Along His Way

I Thought His Love Would Weaken
As More And More He Knew Me,
But It Burneth Like A Beacon,
And Its Light And Heat Go Through Me ;
And I Ever Hear Him Say,
As He Goes Along His Way