It is not a human right

To stare not fight

While broken nations dream

Open up our eyes so blind

That we might find

The mercy for the need

Hey now

Fill our hearts with Your compassion

Hey now as we hold to our confession

It is not too far a cry

Too much to try

And help the least of these

Politics will not decide

If we should rise

And be Your hands and feet

Woah

God be the solution

Woah

And we will be Your hands

And be Your feet

Higher than all circumstance

Your promise stands

Your love for all to see

Higher than our protest lines

And dollar signs

Your love is all we need

Only You can mend the broken heart

And cause the blind to see

Erase complete the sinner’s past

And set the captives free

Only You can take the widow’s cry

And cause her heart to sing

Be the Father to the fatherless

Our Saviour and our King

We will be Your hands

We will be Your feet

We will run this race

For the least of these

In the darkest place

We will be Your light

We will be Your light

And we will be Your hands

We will be Your feet

We will run

We will run

We will run with the solution