don’t you see them?
an outstretched hand reaches for compassion
tear-filled eyes look for a place to belong
empty stomachs cry loud for filling
a weary body aches to rise up strong
they are sons and daughters, in every state, in any town
a brother or sister needing comfort – don’t you see them standing ’round?
we pass by with hope to offer
we keep our faith tucked safe inside
we turn the other way and just ignore the silent cries
Christ died for your family, He came for neighbors & friends,
But He also died for the worn and weary, for those at the very end.
Remember a time you were wanting, think of a day that you had none.
Now, look at all your plenty and remember what Christ would have done.
