The Lost Found by Edward Husband

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Mountain View, California · Jun 24, 1908

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 34, No. 26.

The Lost Found.

By Edward Husband

'Twas only a missing sheep, One, out of the great, wide fold. 'Twas a wayward sheep and wild, And had wandered times untold. But what if it died alone? Or what if the hills were dark? 'Twas only a sheep that was lost, As an arrow may miss the mark. But the Shepherd answered—"I can not rest While My sheep is away from Me, I'll call till it comes, and I'll bring it home, For I bought it on Calvary!"

'Twas only a silver coin, And the silver was mixed with dross; And it seemed as a worthless thing, And to lose it, but little loss. There were nine bright pieces left, And they shone like the morning sun; And why was there need to search, When the toils of the day were done? But the Seeker said, "Tho the coin be rough, And tho ragged the edges be, Still it bears My image—I can not rest, Till My lost piece of silver I see!"

'Twas only a prodigal son, A wanderer far away; A sinner made poor by his sin, Getting poorer every day, But what if he had no friend? And what if he had to roam? Would such a wild, prodigal son Be missed from his Father's home? Tho all men condemn thee," the Father said, "Yet not I, for I came to save; And I came to lift thee out of thy sins, And to rescue thee from the grave."

And the message in heaven was told, 'Mid the music of angel choirs, That a son was born anew, By the Pentecostal fires; That the fatted calf was killed, And the fairest robe was given, For the lost was found again, As a child of the kingdom of heaven! "Rejoice! Rejoice! for the dead are alive!" And the lost have a welcome given; They have washed their robes, and have made them white, And of such is the kingdom of heaven." —Edward Husband.