Here amongst the many,
Are those who weather shadows
And belief that only God knows,
What will be forgiven
And here amonst the many,
Are children baring heartache,
And people who refuse to make,
An effort to even listen

But if forgiveness is truly near,
And the people truly hear
May they lift the few to see the light
To feel the light

Here amongst the many,
Are those awaitng winter,
Denying all the splendor,
Of the seasons gone
Here amongst the many,
Where eyes are seldom lifted,
And the darkness has not been sifted
To reveal the dawn

Reveal the dawn and eyes will rise,
And outstreched arms will be recognized
Enduring hope through seasons gone,
And seasons yet unseen
Here amongst the many