What’s wrong with you? What’s wrong with me?
I can’t explain why we’re not down on our knees.
Praying for the lost and doing what it cost
To rescue the perishing and give peace to the dying.
How many times will He ask, “Feed my sheep.”
The time is short. He’s coming soon.
It may be mourning, night, or noon.
The fields are white and ready for reaping.
So rescue the perishing and give hope to the dying.
How many times will He ask, “Feed my sheep.”
Feed my sheep. Go and feed my sheep.
Many are lost and in need.
Feed my sheep. You must feed my sheep,
Before, before it’s too late.
The master calls right now.
What else must He say?
Go and feed my sheep, today.
He has chosen each of us for this special task.
You must go, go and feed my sheep.
