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.