I said I was tired I said I was scarred I said I was empty I said it was hard And Jesus said, “Feed my Sheep.” I said I was sick In shame hid my face I said I was worthless Used up and disgraced And Jesus said, “Feed my Sheep.” I said I lacked knowledge, Passion, and skill I said I lacked time, Patience, and will And Jesus said, “Feed my Sheep.” My resources gone My pantry is bare The only things left Are my spirit and prayers And Jesus said, “Feed my Sheep.” And then it dawned As truth to my soul All I needed was Jesus To keep me made whole And Jesus said, “Feed my Sheep.” God grants me peace The fears, they subside I wait in the knowledge That God will provide And Jesus said, “Feed my Sheep.” And with that I replied “Consider it done.”