Where is my life? My people are dying
This is not what I meant the world to be
Where is my love? My children are crying
So many hearts full of pain and misery
But I set you free so you would be a living sign
For all to see that I live, that I live.
I have no hands but yours, I live my life through you
The written word must be alive in you
I have no hands but yours, I've given all to you
You are my hands I live my life through you.
Where is the light? There is so much darkness
This is not what I meant the world to be
Where is your faith? These times won't be hopeless
If you truly give your life to me
I'd show you how to love for me, show you how to live for me
Then you'd see, then you'd really see.
Where is my flock, my sheep are straying
Who'll bring my children back to me?
Where is the Truth? What do you believe in?
Do you love me, do you really love me?
Will you feed my sheep for me, will you feed my lambs?
And tell of my love, tell of my love.