Kurt Bestor - The prayer of the children

^GCan you hear the prayer of the c^Chi^Gldr^Den On ^Gbended k^Cnee, in the s^Ghadow of an u^Cnknown r^Doom? E^Gmpty eyes, with no more t^Cears to c^Dry T^Gurning h^Ceavenward, to^Dward the lig^Ght

C^Grying, "Jesus, ^Che^Glp^D me To^G see the morn^Cing light of one more day; But ^Amif I should die b^Gefore I wake I p^Dray my soul to ta^D7ke."

Ca^Gn you feel the heart of the c^Chi^Gldr^Den Ac^Ghing for ho^Cme, for ^Gsomething of their ^Cvery o^Dwn? Re^Gaching hands, with nothing to ^Chold o^Gn t^Do But h^Gope for a ^Cbetter day, a b^Detter d^Gay

^GCrying, "Jesus, ^Che^Glp ^Dme To ^Gfeel the l^Cove again in my own land; But if ^Amunknown roads lead a^Gway from home Give me l^Doving arms, away from h^D7arm."

C^Gan you hear the voice of the c^Chi^Gldr^Den S^Goftly plead^Cing for si^Glence in a sh^Cattered wo^Drld? A^Gngry guns preach a gospel f^Cull o^Gf h^Date B^Glood of the inn^Cocent on th^Deir ha^Gnds

C^Grying, "Jesus, ^Che^Glp ^Dme To f^Geel the s^Cun again upon my face; For when d^Amarkness clears I k^Gnow you're near Bri^Dnging peace aga^D7in."

Da^Gli cujete sve djecje mo^Clitiv^Ge? Can you h^Dear the pr^Cayer of the ch^Dild^Gren?