My people
My blood 
Everything is scattered
We are stretching out further and further

Another one of us drops from the earthly realm
Our strength is weakened 
Only a small number of us remain

Oh Great Shepherd 
On my knees, I pray 
Come find us 
Each by each
Gather us together
Tend to us
Mend us
Bring us peace

The lion and the bear has taken so much ground
The hillsides are dry and the green grass withers
The sun always has clear skies
We find no shade

Find us
Love us
Gather us in Your arms
Let us hear Your call
We have not forgotten our sweet Shepard’s voice
We’ll follow you
We’ll have fellowship once again

Gather my people
On my knees, I pray