NINETY AND NINE, THE
(Ira David Sankey (m) Elizabeth Cecilia Clephane (l) 1868)
as recorded by The Andrews Sisters
with Victor Young & His Orchestra
There were ninety and nine that safely lay
In the shelter of the fold,
But one was out on the hills away,
Far from the gates of gold.
Away on the mountains, wild and bare,
Away from the tender shepherd's care,
Away from the tender shepherd's care.
Lord, Thou hast here Thy ninety and nine,
Are they not enough for Thee?
But The Shepherd made answer, "This of Mine
Has wandered away from Me,
And although the road be rough and steep,
I go to the desert to find My sheep,
I go to the desert to find My sheep!"
But all through the mountains, thunder riven,
And up from the rocky steep,
There arose a great cry to the gate of heaven,
"Rejoice, I have found My sheep!"
And the angels echoed around the throne,
"Rejoice, for The Lord brings back His own,
"Rejoice, for The Lord brings back His own!"
(Transcribed by Peter Akers - October 2019)