He turned to say: "Come follow me." I joined his band to travel land and sea. And so we go to whom he sends, No longer strangers, we're sisters, brothers, friends. I walked alone, I heard your cry. I came to you instead of passing by. We gave, we took; our story ends: No longer strangers, we're sisters, brothers, friends. My world was small, my neighbors few, But now God's love gives me a larger view: Before the cross my world extends, No longer strangers, we're sisters, brothers, friends. No foreign kind, no alien race, In Christ we all have found a welcome place. The Spirit binds, our voices blend; No longer strangers, we're sisters, brothers, friends.