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I can't bear to look at their faces again,
Or hear their cries,
When I know I should be trying to give,
More than a helpless smile.
The children are dying, mothers are crying,
Fathers have all gone away.
I say that I care, some way and somewhere,
I'll help; but don't even pray.
I can't run away, can't hide anymore.
Can't let them die.
Too many arguments made, too many times I've ignored,
Broken and hopeless lives.
They're afraid of the night, they pray for the light,
But still it's the same old way.
I say that I care, some way and somewhere,
I'll help; and don't even pray.
These are the dying people,
People who need the Lord.
These are the dying people,
People who need the Lord.
The time has come to stand up to the truth,
And follow His command.
So no matter the cost, I've decided to choose,
To live or to die with Him.
'Cause when the children are dying,
The mothers are crying,
The fathers have all gone their way.
I'll do more than just care,
Some way and somewhere,
I'll help them in Jesus name.
Dying people,
People who need the Lord.
These are the dying people,
People who need the Lord.
Dying people,
People who need the Lord.
These are the dying people,
People who need the Lord.
Dying people,
People who need the Lord.
These are the dying people,
People who need the Lord.