THE NINETY AND NINE

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Dec 23, 1875

“THE NINETY AND NINE.”

[The following is one of Mr. Sankey’s favorite hymns, which he sings with thrilling effect at the Moody and Sankey revival meetings. It was written for Mr. Sankey by a lady in England, but the music is Sankey’s own.]

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.

Lord, thou hast here thy ninety and nine, Are they not enough for thee? But the Shepherd made answer: One of mine Has wandered away from me; And although the road be rough and steep I go to the desert to find my sheep.

But none of the ransomed ever knew How deep were the waters crossed, Nor how dark was the night that the Lord passed through. Ere he found his sheep that was lost, Out in the desert he heard its cry, Sick and helpless and ready to die.

Lord, whence are those blood-drops all the way That mark out the mountain’s track? They were shed for one who had gone astray Ere the Shepherd could bring him back. Lord, whence are thy hands so rent and torn? They were pierced to-night by many a thorn.

And all through the mountains, thunder-riven, And up from the rocky steep, There rose a cry to the gate of Heaven: “Rejoice, I have found my sheep!” And the angels re-echo around the throne: “Rejoice, for the Lord brings back his own.”