Dear Savior, if These Lambs Should Stray

Dear Sav­ior

if these lambs should stray

From Thy se­cure en­clo­sure’s bound

And

lured by world­ly joys away

Among the thought­less crowd be found

Remember still that they are Thine

That Thy dear sac­red name they bear

Think that the seal of love di­vine—

The sign of co­ve­nant grace they wear.

In all their err­ing

sin­ful years

Oh

let them ne’er for­got­ten be;

Remember all the pray­ers and tears

Which made them con­se­crate to Thee.

And when these lips no more can pray

These eyes can weep for them no more

Turn Thou their feet from fol­ly’s way

The wan­der­ers to Thy fold re­store.