Calling for Me

I have watched the sheep as­tray

As it wan­dered day by day

On the mount­ain heard its fee­ble cry;

Oh

the Shep­herd’s gen­tle call

How it comes to one and all;

Tell me why

then

will you die?

He’s call­ing now for me

Calling now for me

He’s call­ing now for me

He is call­ing now for me

Calling now for me

He is call­ing now for me

My Sav­ior’s call­ing now for me.

I have watched the wo­man search

For the gem of price­less worth

For the piece of sil­ver she had lost;

With her light and broom in hand

On she goes in ev­ery land

Searching for that which was lost.

I have watched the boy de­part

With his proud and anx­ious heart

As he left his fa­ther’s house to roam;

Then I’ve seen him sit­ting down

With the swine up­on the ground

Far away from that old home.

Now I see him as he goes

Clad in worn and tat­tered clothes

And for­sak­en by the world so gay;

With a brok­en

bleed­ing heart

For my fa­ther’s home I’ll start

Now I hear him faint­ly say.