In that Far Far Away Land
by Judi Chow

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The far, far away land, named Fiji.
Wistfully I would look back,
Each time as I pass that church;
There is a flock of little lambs,
Bleeping to be fed by a shepherd.
They are calling "Come, come!"
Brothers and sisters are waiting.

Are you willing to forfeit all;
Following the Lord to shepherd the flock?
Gazing daily into their smiling faces;
And their yearning desire to mature.

Are you willing to leave your home behind,
Following the Lord to love the flock;
Living in that Far Away Land,
To be a nameless servant-leader?

 "I myself will tend my sheep and have them lie down, declares the Sovereign Lord. 16 I will search for the lost and bring back the strays. I will bind up the injured and strengthen the weak" Ezekiel 34:15-16