I have seen many tears wept in this world,
I had hoped to find freedom within reach,
But there's sheep for the slaughter,
There are sons and daughters
Left to cry,
Left to die,
There is murder and maim,
Without purpose or shame,
We hold us deaf to his name.
I have tried to find truth within this world,
I had hoped to find justice has no price,
But it's each to his own,
We are all the authors
You and I,
Live or die,
Will we leave it the same?
Will the future remain the
Crimson fear in the frame?
You focus your eyes on me,
And I wonder what You can see;
A broken heart,
A ruined dream,
Anger that boils inside,
A man that must hate or hide,
But You wipe all my pages clean,
Through Your eyes there's a different dream,
A holy plan,
A joyful heart,
Serenity grows inside,
Your light makes the darkness hide
There is truth to be found within this world,
There is justice and hope and joy with God,
We are sheep with a Shepherd,
We're His sons and daughters,
Through His grace,
Yes, through His grace,
We won't leave it the same -
New picture, no frame,
All in the name of God.