Children on the Ground
Cries of anger, cries of agony
Tears of sorrow, tears of pain
From children on the floor in so much need
Lord wipe the tears right from their face
Oh to learn from kids who cannot see
To see the world with their eyes
To know the joy for them is coming
If not here than in glorious light
When surrounded by such brokenness
I've found that I am broken by
The helpless sight of children on the ground
Where are words when they can't speak
Where are steps for broken feet
Where is hope for all these children on the ground
Lord I know Your hand is reaching them somehow
Because I see You in these children on the ground
Children on the ground
I come home to a house of luxury
I go to sleep in my own bed
I lie awake at night, how can it be?
And when I wake I feel the same
Such lives of questions and lives of misery
Lord I know the answers lie in Your love and grace
But when surrounded by such brokenness
I've found that I am broken by
The helpless sight of children on the ground
Where are words when they can't speak
Where are steps for broken feet
Where is hope for all these children on the ground
Lord I know Your hand is reaching them somehow
Because I see You in these children on the ground
Children on the ground
Oh children on the ground
Children on the ground
Lord help me walk with integrity
As I've been touched by the lives
Of these children on the floor in so much need
Help me see with their eyes
Tears of sorrow, tears of pain
From children on the floor in so much need
Lord wipe the tears right from their face
Oh to learn from kids who cannot see
To see the world with their eyes
To know the joy for them is coming
If not here than in glorious light
When surrounded by such brokenness
I've found that I am broken by
The helpless sight of children on the ground
Where are words when they can't speak
Where are steps for broken feet
Where is hope for all these children on the ground
Lord I know Your hand is reaching them somehow
Because I see You in these children on the ground
Children on the ground
I come home to a house of luxury
I go to sleep in my own bed
I lie awake at night, how can it be?
And when I wake I feel the same
Such lives of questions and lives of misery
Lord I know the answers lie in Your love and grace
But when surrounded by such brokenness
I've found that I am broken by
The helpless sight of children on the ground
Where are words when they can't speak
Where are steps for broken feet
Where is hope for all these children on the ground
Lord I know Your hand is reaching them somehow
Because I see You in these children on the ground
Children on the ground
Oh children on the ground
Children on the ground
Lord help me walk with integrity
As I've been touched by the lives
Of these children on the floor in so much need
Help me see with their eyes
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Writer(s): Jaron Micah Bundy
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