These Children (Co-written By Leaha McGillivray)

Draw your ear near
 And listen to innocence cry
 Blood spilled upon the earth
 Demanding justice

Their voices wail through nights
 And days without protection
 Do you shut your hearts down
 So you don't have to feel?

Little souls looking for a home
 Like a book missing the first page
 Precious children without a voice
 Sacrificed to the spirit of the age

I’m tired of waiting
 For God to answer my prayers
 I’m backed into a corner
 Of my own making

My womb is full of life
 The choice is left to me
 Can’t you see how much I struggle
 And how much this pains me?

Little souls looking for a home
 Like a book missing the first page
 Precious children without a voice
 Sacrificed to the spirit of the age

These children
 These children should be washed
 These children should be washed in Jesus blood

And not their own