When the Saviour came unto me ;
For the paths of sin were dreary,
And the world had ceased to woo me :
And I thought I heard Him say,
As He came along His way :
Wandering souls, O do come near Me ;
My sheep should never fear Me :
I am the Shepherd true, I am the Shepherd true !
2 At first I would not hearken,
But put off till the morrow,
Till life began to darken,
And I grew sick with sorrow :
Then I thought I heard Him say,
As He came along His way :
3 At last I stopped to listen----
His voice could ne'er deceive me----
I saw His kind eye glisten,
So anxious to relieve me :
Then I knew I heard Him say,
As He came along His way :
4 I thought His love would weaken
As more and more He knew me,
But it burneth like a beacon, [me ;
And its light and heat go through
And I ever hear Him say,
As He goes along His way :