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Show NINETY AND NINE. BASKby'a CELEBRATED 80KO. Tliore woro ulaoty and nino tbat niifelY ly Iii tho fhi'ltor of ttio fold; i But quo wan out on tho hi 111 wJ, Fur off from tho Ktes ot gold j Awayon tlio mouiitiilus wild aud baro, Awuy from ilio toutlor Sliepberd'ti care. , 'Lord, Thou liiut hore Thy Dlnoty and pine; Are thoy not ouoogU for Tlieci" But tho Sriei'lrtml made aiiBwor: " 'Tia or niino Thut'ti wniLiloroU awuy from me; And althouyb lite rond bo routib aud sloop I go to thtiik'sort to I'md my sbi-op." But Bono of tho ransomed oyer know How di'op wro tbo nleli croHSud; Nor how dark wan the ulti t tbut tbo Lord passed Ibrouiih Ero Ilo found Hid shcop that ws lost. Qui In tho desert Ho hoard Its cry fcick and helplosa uud ready to dlo, "Lord, wbonco arc thoao blood-drops nil tho wny That mark out tbo raotintnit's track?" "Tboy wore shod for ono who hnd sono ait ay Ero Ibo Shophur.1 could hrloi; bum hftck." "I. jnl, wbunco aro thy biindu ho rent aud torn?" "i'bo' uro pierced to-nlabt by muy a thuru." But all through tho mountains, thundor-rlvon, Aud up rrom tho rocky Bleep, There roao a ory to the guto of UoaTOB, , "Rejoico! I buvo fouud my nhoup I" And tho nngols echoed around tho throne, "Rejoice, for tho Lord briuijahack ilia own." |