The Ninety and Nine

There were ninety and nine that safely lay

In the shelter of the fold

But one was out on the hills away

Far off 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

And all through the mountains thunder riven

And up from the rocky steep

There arose a glad 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 Rejoice Rejoice

For the lord brings back his own

The Ninety and Nine - Tennessee Ernie Ford