I hear a young child crying
and see tears of unending pain
I’ve watched as war torn nations treated life with such disdain.
My heart grieves to know that these haven’t come to understand
that I suffered for their sufferings
and died that they might live again.

Take my healing to the nations
Bind their broken hearts with love.
Stretch my hand through out creation
with this message of my love.
That I came to bring light in their darkness
And bring joy where there once was pain.
Take my healing to the nations
Bind their broken hearts with love.

For the fields are ready for harvest
And the labourers, they´re so few
Countless millions still that I want to fill
But the task isn’t mine to do
I gave you my commandment
Go and preach good tidings of love
For I finished the work on Calvary
And their healing is already been done.