Cries of Our Children

"Father can you hear me?

I have no place to go

I'm sick and tired and hungry

without you I have no hope

Father can you hear me?

My daddy's gone away

Father can you help me?

I stand beside my mother's grave"

Listen to the sounds of the children

listen to their cries, can you hear them?

They are lonely, cold, and thirsty

Have you fed them, clothed them, loved them?

Can you hear the sounds of the children?

They're motherless, they're fatherless

They have no hope, they're shown no love

The innocent, the babies cries

O Church wake up! Where is Jesus' Light?

The unborn child whose dreams have died

The boy who runs the streets at night

True ideas of love have fallen apart

They stretch out their hands feeling only the dark

Listen to the sound of the children?

listen to their cries, can you hear them?

What if we opened up our eyes, to see through Jesus' eyes?

And feed the hungry souls of OUR children

"Father can you hear me?"

He hears them everyday...