My soul is lost, so lonely and so cold Just like a lamb that has strayed from the fold Across the barren waste of sin I roam Oh, gentle shepherd hear my cry and lead me home. The hours go by on frightened wings of flight While wolves of hell are waiting for the night To claim the soul that wandered from the fold Oh, gentle shepherd hear my cry
My soul is lost, so lonely and so cold Just like a lamb that has strayed from the fold Across the barren waste of sin I roam Oh, gentle shepherd hear my cry and lead me home. The hours go by on frightened wings of flight While wolves of hell are waiting for the night To claim the soul that wandered from the fold Oh, gentle shepherd hear my cry
