| It’s such a never-ending story
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| When you contemplate the world
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| Of all the ways that serve to hurt our fellow man
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| Is the answer, oh, so simple
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| That we’ve forgotten how to love?
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| When we wring our hands and seek to understand
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| Are we blinded by the force of our own needs
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| To solutions that should be plain for all to see
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| Through the eyes of a child there is innocence
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| Through the eyes of a child all is love
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| May the light of Jesus help us to see
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| All the world through their eyes
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| There’s compassion enough for the deepest hurts
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| With mercy to heal every pain
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| And the hope for each tomorrow
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| When we find the grace to see
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| All the world through the eyes of a child
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| We’re so full of misconceptions
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| Teaching prejudice and hate
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| As we educate our children at our knee
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| And yet the nature of the young heart
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| Is to hold out loving hands
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| To believe that there is good in all they see
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| Is the leading of a child the light we need
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| To bring us to the place we’re meant to be
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| Through the eyes of a child there is innocence
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| Through the eyes of a child all is love
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| May the light of Jesus help us to see
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| All the world through their eyes
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| There’s compassion enough for the deepest hurts
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| With mercy to heal every pain
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| And the hope for each tomorrow
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| When we find the grace to see
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| All the world through the eyes of a child
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| There’s compassion enough for the deepest hurts
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| With mercy to heal every pain
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| And the hope for each tomorrow
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| When we find the grace to see
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| All the world through the eyes of a child
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| All the world through the eyes of a child |