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The Ninety-Nine Awaited
It was completely in vain
that I ran with great disdain
from the soft convicting voice
that now makes my heart rejoice.
Yea, I did not want to turn
though, within my heart, guilt did churn.
Yet, my Shepherd chased after me,
yearning to set me, from sin, free.
I was the lost sheep, He sought
among the thickest thickets.
my freedom, His grace wrought.
And I heard the flock rejoice,
in a single loud voice
as I joined their number.
