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Come, wand’ring sheep, oh, come!
I’ll bind thee to my breast,
I’ll bear thee to my home,
And lay thee down to rest.
I saw thee stray forlorn,
And heard thee faintly cry,
And on the tree of scorn,
For thee I deign to die.
I shield thee from alarms,
And wilt thou not be blest?
I bear thee in my arms;
Thou bear me in thy breast.
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marker 99
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LYRICS
Meter:
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6 6 6 6
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Writer(s):
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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1851
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Bible Refs:
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MUSIC
Name:
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THE SAVIOUR'S CALL
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Meter:
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6 6 6 6
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1869
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