In the misty early morn Upon the quiet and very first light A faint but clear call from afar Echoes through the end of my night
A sound somehow so familiar As if coming from deep inside A voice now beckons me forth To come back, to abide
Should I follow, should I come Should I leave my present place To follow this familiar call To seek this source of grace
Yet this call is familiar I recognize its gentle tone And so now I hear and go forth Seeking safe haven and home
I know this voice, this call It reminds me of warmth and love And in leaving here I follow This call, this voice from above
As my heart listens and comes closer This voice becomes now clear It is he my shepherd now calling As now passes all my fear
For I know that in his presence I am home again in his fold Safe and protected from harm His grace and care, dearly I hold
Thank you Jesus, For as oft I wander from home Drifting far away from you To places unsafe at times I roam Wandering, seeking, and risking all So often then I lose my way Yet each and every time, and always When listening, I hear your familiar voice Always calling me home