solution.

Really, what consumes this heart...

Solution, Hillsong United.

It is not a human right to stare, not fight,
while broken nations dream.
Open up our eyes, so blind, that we might find
the mercy for the need.

Singing, hey now, fill our hearts with Your compassion.
Hey now, as we hold to our confession.

It is not too far a cry, too much to try,
to help the least of these.
Politics will not decide if we should rise
and be Your hands and feet.

Singing, hey now, fill our hearts with Your compassion.
Hey now, as we hold to our confession.

Woah-oh-oh.
God be the solution.
Woah-oh-oh.
We will be Your hands
and be Your feet.

Higher than a circumstance, Your promise stands;
Your love for all to see.
Higher than a protest line and dollar signs,
Your love is all we need.

Singing, hey now, fill our hearts with Your compassion.
Hey now, as we hold to our confession.

Woah-oh-oh.
God be the solution.
Woah-oh-oh.
We will be Your hands
and be Your feet.

Only You can mend the broken heart
and cause the blind to see.
Erase complete the sinner's past
and set the captives free.
Only You can take the widow's cry
and cause her heart to sing.
Be a Father to the fatherless,
our Savior and our King.

We will be Your hands.
We will be Your feet.
We will run this race for the least of these.
In the darkest place, we will be Your light.
We will be Your light.

We will be Your hands.
We will be Your feet.
We will run this race for the least of these.
In the darkest place, we will be Your light.
We will be Your light.
We'll sing.

Woah-oh-oh.
God be the solution.
Woah-oh-oh.
We will be Your hands
and be Your feet.

We will run.
We will run.
We will run with the solution.

We will be Your hands.
We will be Your feet.
We will run this race for the least of these.
In the darkest place, we will be Your light.
We will be Your light.
We'll sing.