SOULS OF MEN, WHY WILL YE SCATTER
1. 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 Savior who
would have us
Come and gather
round His feet?
2. 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 no place
where earth's sorrows
Are more felt than
up in heaven;
There is no place
where earth's failings
Have such kindly
judgment given.
3. There is welcome
for the sinner,
And more graces for
the good;
There is mercy with
the Savior;
There is healing in
His Blood.
There is grace
enough for thousands
Of new worlds as
great as this;
There is room for
fresh creations
In that upper home
of bliss.
4. For the love of
God is broader
Than the measures
of man's mind,
And the heart of
the Eternal
Is most wonderfully
kind.
There is plentiful
redemption
In the Blood that
has been shed;
There is joy for
all the members
In the sorrows of
the Head.
5. Pining souls!
Come nearer Jesus,
And oh come not
doubting thus,
But with faith that
trusts more bravely
His huge tenderness
for us.
If our love were
but more simple,
We should take Him
at His word;
And our lives would
be all sunshine
In the sweetness of
our Lord.
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