She goes walking down the hall, seems she doesn't care at all About the little life who's growing now inside. The doctor's waiting in that room to take the baby from her womb And to change her mind, he hasn't even tried. Who will hear the baby when she cries? Who will wipe the teardrops from her eyes? Who will hold her tiny hand and try to make her understand? Who will hear the baby when she cries? She now climbs upon the table, saying she is just not able To bother with a baby everyday. The doctor calmly with no feelings, does another of his killings And her precious little baby has gone away. Who will hear the baby when she cries? Who will wipe the teardrops from her eyes? Who will hold her tiny hand and try to make her understand? Who will hear the baby when she cries? Oh, Jesus hears the baby when she cries! He's wiping away the teardrops from her eyes! He's holding, now, her tiny hand and He will make her understand, Yes, Jesus hears the baby when she cries. (JESUS LOVES THE LITTLE CHILDREN) Thank you Jesus, for hearing the babies when they cry! Artwork by DANNY HAHLBOHM
She goes walking down the hall, seems she doesn't care at all About the little life who's growing now inside.
The doctor's waiting in that room to take the baby from her womb And to change her mind, he hasn't even tried.
Who will hear the baby when she cries? Who will wipe the teardrops from her eyes? Who will hold her tiny hand and try to make her understand? Who will hear the baby when she cries?
She now climbs upon the table, saying she is just not able To bother with a baby everyday.
The doctor calmly with no feelings, does another of his killings And her precious little baby has gone away.
Oh, Jesus hears the baby when she cries! He's wiping away the teardrops from her eyes! He's holding, now, her tiny hand and He will make her understand, Yes, Jesus hears the baby when she cries.
(JESUS LOVES THE LITTLE CHILDREN)
Thank you Jesus, for hearing the babies when they cry!
Artwork by DANNY HAHLBOHM
