He ran through the mountains

That's so cold and bare

To find His lost one

For which our Shepherd cares

He tracked the blood drops

that marked the long way

with tears in His eyes

For the one that's astray

Yes, beyond the desert

our Shepherd hears cries

He looks toward the Heavens

now with joy in His eyes

As He tells His great Angels

That sit by His thrown

Rejoice! Rejoice!

I bring back my own....