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The ninety-nine within the fold
Are safe from fears and storms of night,
But one is on the mountains cold,
�Twill perish there�how sad the sight!
Go search it out and bring it home,
No more in darkness let it roam;
You�ll find it there in dreadful plight,
Oh! go and bring it back tonight.
The ninety-nine are safe today,
They�re all at home, so fully blest,
But one is wand�ring far away,
Upon the mountain�s snowy crest.
Go search it out and bring it home,
No more in darkness let it roam;
You�ll find it there in dreadful plight,
Oh! go and bring it back tonight.
The ninety-nine with care are fed,
And rest within the Shepherd�s fold;
But one is starving, nearly dead,
Upon the mountains bare and cold.
Go search it out and bring it home,
No more in darkness let it roam;
You�ll find it there in dreadful plight,
Oh! go and bring it back tonight.
The Shepherd dear, aloud doth weep
Because one lamb afar doth roam;
The ninety-nine He�ll safely keep�
We�ll seek that lamb and bring it home.
Go search it out and bring it home,
No more in darkness let it roam;
You�ll find it there in dreadful plight,
Oh! go and bring it back tonight.
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