Lost sheep are wandering out in the cold
Into the wilderness far from the fold
Where are the shepherds are they asleep
Wake up you shepherds
Don't scatter the sheep

With love go and get them
To Jesus give
He'll feed and bind the broken
They then can live
He'll water the thirsty
The lambs He will keep
Make haste you shepherds
Don't scatter the sheep

You heal not the sick ones
Feed not the flocks
Bind not the broken
Bruised on the rocks
You feed your own family
The best you do keep
Woe be to shepherds
Who scatter the sheep