i sang this song in high school. at the time, i thought it was so "cheesy." this weekend, i was reminded of it as a friend from church and i were able to sing through it together. i instantly got chill bumps. today in one of my classes, we watched a movie. in the movie, i saw a child shot. it was a short event, but that did not alleviate the severity of the pain i felt at that moment. in my next class, we discussed how child poverty is likely the world's worst problem-- not just economically, but in a sense of humanity.
Can you hear the prayer of the childrenon bended knee, in the shadow of an unknown room?Empty eyes with no more tears to cryturning heavenward toward the light.Crying," Jesus, help meto see the morning light of one more day,but if I should die before I wake,I pray my soul to take."Can you feel the hearts of the childrenaching for home, for something of their very own.Reaching hands with nothing to hold ontobut hope for a better day, a better day.Crying," Jesus, help meto feel the love again in my own land,but if unknown roads lead away from home,give me loving arms, 'way from harm
Can you hear the voice of the children
softly pleading for silence in their shattered world?Angry guns preach a gospel full of hate,blood of the innocent on their hands.Crying," Jesus, help meto feel the sun again upon my face?For when darkness clears, I know you're near,bringing peace again."
Do something. Ask God to set your heart on fire, if it isn't already.
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