It is not a human right
To stare not fight
While broken nations dream
Open up our eyes, so blind
That we might find
The mercy for the need

Hey now
Fill our hearts with Your compassion
Hey now
As we hold to our confession

It is not too far a cry
Too much to try
and help the least of these
Politics will not decide
If we should rise
and be Your hands and feet

Whoa oah
God be the solution
Whoa oah
And we will be Your hands and be Your feet

Higher than all circumstance
Your promise stands
Your love for all to see
Higher than our protest lines and dollar signs
Your love is all we need

Only You can mend the broken heart
And cause the blind to see
Erase complete the sinner's past
And set the captives free
Only You can take the widow's cry
And cause her heart to sing
Be a father to the fatherless
Our Savior and our King

We will be Your hands, we will be Your feet
We will run this race for the least of these
In the darkest place, we will be Your light
We will be Your light

We will run
We will run
We will run with the solution