Crying, ''Jesus, help me to feel the sun again upon my face, for when darkness clears, I know You're near, bringing peace again.'' — Prayer Of The Children Copy Share Image
Can you hear the voice of the children? Softly pleading for silence in a shattered world? Angry guns preach a gospel full of hate, blood of the innocent on their hands. Crying Jesus help me to feel the sun again… — Prayer Of The Children Copy Share Image
Can you hear the prayer of the children? On bended knee, in the shadow of an unknown room. Empty eyes with no more tears… — Prayer Of The Children Copy Share Image
Crying, ''Jesus, help me to feel the sun again upon my face, for when darkness clears, I know You're near, bringing peace again.'' — Prayer Of The Children Copy Share Image
Can you feel the hearts of the children? Aching for home, for something of their very own. Reaching hands, with nothing to hold on… — Prayer Of The Children Copy Share Image
Can you hear the voice of the children? Softly pleading for silence in a shattered world? Angry guns preach a gospel full of hate,… — Prayer Of The Children Copy Share Image
