Like Sheep We Went Astray

Like sheep we went as­tray

And broke the fold of God

Each wan­der­ing in a dif­fer­ent way

But all the down­ward road.

How dread­ful was the hour

When God our wan­der­ings laid

And did at once His ven­geance pour

Upon the Shep­herd’s head!

How glo­ri­ous was the grace

When Christ sus­tained the stroke!

His life and blood the Shep­herd pays

A ran­som for the flock.

His hon­or and His breath

Were tak­en quite away

Joined with the wick­ed in His death

And made as vile as they.

But God shall raise His head

O’er all the sons of men

And make Him see a nu­mer­ous seed

To re­com­pense His pain.

I’ll give Him

saith the Lord

A por­tion with the strong;

He shall pos­sess a large re­ward;

And hold His hon­ors long.