God, the Good Shepherd, jealous in love for your creation, gather together your flocks from all nations, your people from all continents, bring us into one body, one family, through your Son, Jesus Christ.
You leave the 99 sheep to go and search for the one who is lost. Thank you for looking for lost sheep, for loving and caring for the downtrodden, the forgotten, the lost, and the abandoned.
For precious bodies in prisons of illness and loneliness, and for those in literal prisons this morning, may the voice of the Good Shepherd be heard by their hearts and may your voice lift their spirits, lightening the cross they carry.
For those who have died and for those who are left behind by death, gather your lambs in your arms and gently carry them close to your heart.
God, you have made of one blood all the people of the earth, and you have sent your blessed Son to preach peace to those who are far off and to those who are near; grant that people everywhere may seek after you and find you; bring the nations into your fold; pour out your spirit upon all flesh, and hasten the coming of your kingdom.