I am the lost one.

What man of you, having a hundred sheep, if he has lost one of them, does not leave the ninety-nine in the open country, and go after the one that is lost, until he finds it?

Luke 15:4

I am the lost one.

I wander far away.

I have a tendency to stray.

With my Shepherd I don’t stay.

I will get lost any given day.

I am the lost one.

Jesus has to look for me.

He leaves ninety-nine to seek me.

He doesn’t stop until He finds me.

He grabs ahold to secure me.

I am the lost one.

Grace centers on my condition.

Healing pours on my affliction.

Never alone in my situation,

mercy finds me for salvation.

I am the lost one.

I have strayed places dire.

I am rescued from the mire.

Valued, cleansed, returned from far.

Healed of my wound and scar.

I am the lost one.

Jesus sought me, brought me home.

He would not let me continue to roam.

Gathered safely in my Savior’s fold.

My future now the Shepherd will hold.