Lord Yahweh, who gathers the banished Who gathers the banished of your sons Make us your glorious holy ones! Lord Yahweh, who gathers the banished Who gathers the banished of your sons We praise you for your wondrous love We praise you for your outstretched hand! We praise you for hope to be restored To stand before your glorious face To once again commune in joy Before our Father face to face! Lord Yahweh, who gathers the banished Who gathers the banished of your sons Make us your glorious holy ones! We praise you also for love to the nations The foreign peoples who knew you not For stretching your arm to welcome them To give them refreshment as their lot Please lead us always from the way Of foreign lands who knew you not Please lead us to your covenant Of Sabbath rest to grieve you not Lord Yahweh, who gathers the banished Who gathers the banished of your sons Make us your glorious holy ones! Make us your glorious holy ones!
