Questions all around
Everywhere needs surround
I long to help
I long to find … the answers

In my seeking
I am searching to find
Solutions to the world’s pain

But my own problems
My own struggles
Hide the road

How can I share?
How can I tell?
The way I’ve found

I am just a spot on this earth
Unknown, unrecognized

My quiet voice
Goes unheard

Of all that live,
My life be small
My whispered cry
Still unnoticed

My pleas turn heavenward
Father by your grace
Hear my cry

The smallest groaning
My heart’s gentle longings
Are now received
By my Father, By my King

The Son, the Christ
He lives, He lives again
And still does seek
The lost to bring

His doors are open wide
The way inside is Jesus Christ