Souls of Men! Why Will Ye Scatter

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 kinder shepherd Half so gentle, half so sweet, As the Savior who would have us Come and gather round His feet?

It is God: His love looks mighty, But is mighti'r than it seems; ' Tis our Father: and His fondness Goes far out beyond our dreams. 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 Heav'n; There is no place where earth's failings Have such wondrous judgment giv'n. There is welcome for the sinner, Grace poured out as in a flood 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. For the love of God is broader Than the measure of man's mind; And the heart of the Eternal Is most wonderfully kind.

There is plentiful redemption In Christ's blood that has been shed; There is joy for all the members In the sorrows of the Head. Not just all we owe to Jesus; It is something more than all; Greater good because of evil, Larger mercy through the fall.