He Finds the Lamb


Written by Ray Scarbrough

As gold is to rich men; silver & such.
The shepherd has a treasure that means just as much.
For when a sheep has departed into strange lands.
The shepherd goes searching ’til he finds the lamb.

Across death’s mountain, down by sin’s sea.
The shepherd goes searching so faithfully.
Through every desert; sifting through sand.
Oh blessed assurance, he finds the lamb.

Deep in the canyons of my dying soul;
God goes out searching in sin’s low ghetto.
He looks through the shadows of my wretched land;
Until he finds Jesus; His son the lamb.


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