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.