Saturday, April 14, 2007

Thoughtful

Something reminded me today of this song, and I found this version online.  It gives me chills and makes me cry every time I see it.

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Prayer of the Children

Lyric and Music by Kurt Bestor

Can you hear the prayer of the children
on bended knee, in the shadow of an unknown room?
Empty eyes with no more tears to cry,
turning heavenward toward the light.

Crying Jesus help me to see the morning light of one more day,
but if I should die before I wake,
I pray my soul to take.

Can you feel the hearts of the children
aching for home, for something of their very own?
Reaching hands with nothing to hold on to,
but hope for a better day, a better day.

Crying Jesus help me to feel the love again in my own land,
but if unknown roads lead away from home,
give me loving arms, away from harm.

Can you hear the voice of the children
softly pleading for silence in their 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 upon my face,
For when darkness clears, I know you're near,
bringing peace again.

Da-li cu-je te sve dje-cje mol-it-ve?
(Dol-ly chew-ye tay sfay dyay-chyay mo-leet-vay?)
Can you hear the prayer of the children?



Note: this is the original version, but not the original video to this song.  Who could have known,
in 2007, that such a thing as Sandy Hook could ever happen?

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