Helping Hands

Let us few employ our hearts and
In good conscience take a stand
To free a child unto poverty born
Across the ocean reach out our helping hands

To a distant shore will our compassion sail
That we may turn the twist of fate
So a young child may be given hope
And fill with food an empty plate

Tis it not any weight in gold
To see a child smile like you and me
Oh what joy this small measure brings
To share the love of Christ across the sea