There is an Answer

This is a song I wrote today on my guitar; I can't give you the music, but thought I'd share the words:

There is an Answer

A young girl, heart broken and sore
Life left in fragments by years gone before
She cries alone at night, pain in her soul
Oh, who will show her the One to make her whole?

Oh there is an answer for this aching, hurting world
But we keep it to ourselves, in fingers closed and curled
Oh Lord, how can we miss your heart
For those alone, dying, and broken apart?
There will be pain always in this world in which we live
But don’t let me make it worse by refusing to love and give

A young man, an outcast and hopeless
All his life, he’s been told he’s worthless
He has no dreams, for no one believed in him first
He turns away to other things to quench his thirst

Oh, there is an answer for a hopeless, seeking world
But we keep it to ourselves, in fingers closed and curled
Oh Lord, how can we miss your heart
For the outcasts whose lives are falling apart?
There will be pain always in this world in which we live
But don’t let me make it worse by refusing to love and give

A small family who prays to God 5 times a day
They search for heaven and hope they’re good enough to find a way
They don’t know there’s a God who stepped out of heaven to give his love
They don’t know he sent a Son to show us the way to God above

Oh, there is an answer for a lost and dying world
Why do we keep it to ourselves, in fingers closed and curled?
Oh, Lord, don’t let us miss your heart
For the peoples who still live in the dark
There will be the lost always in this world in which we live
But don’t let me refuse them life by not choosing to love and give

We are Christ’s hands and feet
He gave us a mission to complete

Jesus holds the answer for a sinful, fading world
He let life loose with scarred hands open and uncurled
He came to show us God’s own heart
So we wouldn’t have to live apart
He offered salvation to the world in which we live
Don’t let us mock his death by refusing to love and give
Lord, please don’t let me mock your death by refusing to love and give