Send Me - Twila Paris

If I close my ears

To the feeble cry

Of the poor man’s child

As he passes by me

I can mark Your word

There will come a time

When my cries will fall

On ears like mine

Here am I, Lord, send me

Here am I, Lord, send me

Father in Heaven show Your mercy

Send me

That his hope should die

This was not Your plan

You have willed that I

Would become Your hands, Lord

When I feel Your pain

And it fills my eyes

When my heart is Yours

I will stand and cry

Here am I, Lord, send me

Here am I, Lord, send me

Father in Heaven show Your mercy

Send me

Send me in a humble spirit

Broken for the weaker part

Send me where the need is greater

Send me with a servant’s heart

Here am I, Lord, send me

Here am I, Lord, send me

Father in Heaven show Your mercy

Send me, send me, send me, send me