WHO HEARS? WHO HEARS THE VOICE OF THE HUNGRY, THE THIRSTY?
Who sees? Who sees the tears of the suffering ones?
Imagine a King who would come through the darkness
And walk where I walk, full of greatness,
And call me to His side,
Just like a Father and child.
Who knows? Who knows the hopes that lie hidden forgotten?
Who comes? Who comes to lead all the children home?