Текст песни
Bring healing to all the broken
Speak up for those who have not spoken
Give them a voice
Give them a voice
Give them a voice, aye!
We do it for the least of these
I can hear your freedom ring
You have a voice
You have a voice
Justice! Justice!
Is there hope in life's pain?
Evil's got it's clutches on this entire thing
Who defines injustice?
Can we deny blame?
Lies say it's just us
So we hide in shame
We live in wild days
Dark secrets & child slaves
Little ones, just a child's age
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You can browse and oppress for a pile of change
Humans are a product resold many times a day
Supply and demand, that's how crime pays
That phone in your hand gets your mind enslaved
Like a pile of chains in an iron cage
Hearts cold and dead as a ice age
We storm the dark with our light raised
Tryna find a man who's tired of games
Time to repent, get your mind changed
If you push your vile ways
On a child who Christ claims
It's better to grab a rock and dive deep into some wild waves
These are sons and daughters the most high made
We give them a voice
Let's show them Christ saves!
We do it for the least of these
I can hear your freedom ring
Bring healing to all the broken
Speak up for those who have not spoken
Give them a voice
Give them a voice
Give them a voice, aye!
We do it for the least of these
I can hear your freedom ring
You have a voice
You have a voice
Breaks my heart into pieces
Everytime I see the
Lives enslaved enticed by shame as a coverup for freedom
Blends in with the rest of the crowd, but never recognized
Y'all would never guess cuz society desensitized
Everybody so open, freely being sexual
If you enslaved, then them chains will take you backwards like a technical
For most, they think nothing's wrong with sex on the low
They pick and choose like x and o's
For the freshest fruit and vegetables
No matter how much the cost, they can't ever be filled
Still can't believe this trafficking ring could ever be real
With these babies being forced to do things against their will
Only light reveals what's pure
Only heaven can heal
You can't escape divine surveillance
For those who try to take color out of life like they break crayons
There's freedom from what plagues us
God forbade us
If only we would wake up
We do it for the least of these
I can hear your freedom ring
Bring healing to all the broken
Speak up for those who have not spoken
Give them a voice
Give them a voice
Give them a voice, aye!
We do it for the least of these
I can hear your freedom ring
You have a voice
You have a voice