Hear Him Calling

Are you stay­ing

safe­ly stay­ing

In the ten­der Shep­herd’s peace­ful folds?

No

I’m stray­ing

sad­ly stray­ing

On the lone­ly mount­ains

dark and cold.

On your ear His lov­ing tones are fall­ing

For He seeks you

where­so­e’er you roam;

Hear Him call­ing

sweet­ly call­ing

As He bids His wan­d’ring sheep come home.

Are you hear­ing

glad­ly hear­ing

How He bids His fold­ed flock re­joice?

No

I’m fear­ing

sadly fear­ing

I have fol­lowed far the strang­er’s voice.

Are you roam­ing

longe­r roam­ing

In the cold

dark night of doubt and sin?

No

I’m com­ing

quick­ly com­ing!

Open Door! make haste to let me in!