O that we had repented
Before this great and terrible day
O that we had repented
Before this great and terrible day
Then our fathers, mothers and children would have been spared
But now they all are gone
O that we had repented
Before this great and terrible day
How oft have I gathered you
How oft have I gathered you
As a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings
And again, how oft would I have gathered you
How oft would I have gathered you
As a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings
And ye would not
O all ye that are spared
Because ye were more righteous
More righteous than they
Will ye not now return
And come to me
And repent of all your sins and be converted
That I may heal you?
How oft has he gathered us
How oft has he gathered us
As a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings
And again, how oft will he gather us
How oft will he gather us
As a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings
If we repent
And come unto Him