Jesus said:
“My sheep hear my voice;
I know them, and they follow me.
I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish.
No one can take them out of my hand.
My Father, who has given them to me, is greater than all,
and no one can take them out of the Father’s hand.
The Father and I are one.”
—John 10:27-30

We long to stand where endless praise is sung,
where we are named and counted as the stars,
where each one sings to you in his own tongue—
O Shepherd, speak to each of us in ours!

For we are weary of our Babel here,
the endless bleak confusion of our days.
But if you speak, our senses may yet clear
and let us seek together for your ways.

Bring us where all distress is in the past:
The Lamb is in the center of the throne,
his court a refuge that will ever last.
We'll never be displaced, for we are home.

Oh, see: Our thirst and hunger are no more,
and you will wipe the tears from every eye.
Then speak to us, Good Shepherd!  Speak, O Lord!
That we may find the springs that ne'er run dry!

Speak, then, and let it be as you will say:
Make us your own, as you made sea and land,
that we may stand there in your endless day
where nothing takes us from the Father's hand.

Jesus, der gute Hirte im Tympanon der evangelischen Friedenskirche in Hanau-Kesselstadt, Photo By amras.wi – Own workOriginal text: eigenes Photo, Copyrighted free use, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=69223980