For the voiceless, can we be their sound?
To those without audience, can we lend our ears?
In us, can they find a voice?
In us, can they find a listening face?
Through us, might their pain be heard?
Through us, might their pain be felt?
Through us, may we their protest be known?
Through us, may their tears be shed ?
To the broken body of Jesus, may we stretch forth our arms?
May we share our peace,
Let our light shine,
And to the new world,
Make bright the way?