You feel the grieving of the broken, And You hold them in Your hands And You listen to their prayers, their prayers You hear the crying of the orphan, And You hold them in Your hands And You listen to their prayers, their prayers Wake up, God, move yourself, wicked men crush Your children We pray... we wait, how long until you say "Never Again" You see the bruises on the victims, And You hold them in Your hands And You listen to their prayers, their prayers You are King forever and ever, Your Kingdom come on down Justice rolls like waters, like waters, where wickedness will drown