See the little children
Dressed in tattered clothes.
Ashamed of where they're living
They think nobody knows.
Look into their eyes and see
Lives wrecked because of sin.
These are the same children
Jesus came to win.
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We must go and tell them Jesus loves them.
We must go and love them as our own.
They can't wait to know the love of Jesus.
We must go and show them their new home.
See the broken mothers, fighting tears away,
Trapped by where they're living
Their dreams in ashes lay.
Mistakes that they made in their past
Now haunt them everyday.
But God gives second chances
Don't turn them away.
Many lives have changed
Many lives have salvaged.
All of them because somebody cared.
Look into your past
Look where you have come from.
Where would you be had
Someone else not shared?
We must tell the children.
We must tell the mothers.
We must tell the world that Jesus care!
Won't you go- and show them their new home?
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