One of the classic Victorian hymns that still speaks to us today.
Souls of men! why will ye scatter Like a crowd of frightened sheep? Foolish hearts! why will ye wander From a love so true and deep?
Was there ever kindest shepherd Half so gentle, half so sweet, As the Saviour who would have us Come and gather round his feet? There’s a wideness in God’s mercy Like the wideness of the sea; There’s a kindness in his justice Which is more than liberty. There is welcome for the sinner, And more graces for the good; There is mercy with the Saviour; There is healing in his blood. But we make his love too narrow By false limits of our own; And we lose the tender shepherd In the judge upon the throne. For the love of God is broader Than the measure of man’s mind; And the heart of the eternal Is most wonderfully kind.
The sheep that belong to me listen to my voice.