Out on the Mountain

Far out on the mount­ain of sin I had wan­dered

Far out on the mount­ain so drea­ry and cold;

When gently I heard a sweet voice to me call­ing

Oh come back

thou lost one

Come in­to the fold.

Come home

come home

The Sav­ior is watch­ing for thee;

Oh list to the voice that so sweet­ly is call­ing

My love hath re­deemed thee

Oh come un­to Me.

So long I have sought thee

and pa­tient­ly wait­ed

So long I have sought thee—Oh list­en to Me;

My love hath re­deemed thee

Oh come back

dear lost one

My love hath re­deemed thee

Oh come un­to Me.

Come all who are wan­der­ing

foot­sore and wea­ry

Come trust in His love

’tis so bound­less and free;

Oh hear His sweet voice as ’tis now gent­ly call­ing

Oh come back

My loved one

Oh come un­to Me.