A Ovelha Perdida – 156

The Good Shepherd sought me,

O bom Pastor buscou-me

Far from the fold was I,

Já longe do redil,

And with tender mercy found me,

E com ternura achou-me,

Fallen, sorrowful, undone!

Caído, triste, vil!

With love He healed my wounded soul,

As chagas com amor pensou,

And in His arms He brought me home.

E ao lar nos braços me levou.

Yes, Jesus loved me,

Sim, Jesus amou-me,

With love He sought me,

Com amor buscou-me,

He Himself restored me unto God;

Ele mesmo restaurou-me a Deus;

By His blood, He restored me unto God.

Por Seu sangue, restaurou-me a Deus.

He followed me from heaven,

Seguiu-me, bem distante

Far from His home above,

Do Seu lugar, no céu,

And said with tender kindness:

E disse, em voz amante:

“I have found you, you are Mine.”

“Achei-te, tu és Meu”.

Never have I known such love

Jamais senti tão grande amor

As that of my Good Shepherd.

Como este do meu bom Pastor.

By Him I am beloved,

Por Ele sou querido,

What wondrous grace is this!

Que graça singular!

For He was wounded

Pois Ele foi ferido,

In order to save me;

A fim de me salvar;

Now I am His little sheep,

Assim, ovelha dEle sou,

And with His flock I go.

E com o Seu rebanho vou.

Now I journey on with gladness;

Prossigo alegre agora;

God gives perfect strength

Deus dá poder cabal

And saving grace;

E graça salvadora;

He keeps me from all evil,

Protege-me do mal,

The Good Shepherd is with me,

O bom Pastor comigo está,

He will guide my every step.

Meus passos Ele guiará.