The world stands in need of liberation, my Lord
It still has to feel your power
The blind and the deaf, the dumb and the maimed
All need to feel your healing touch
The world stands in need of liberation, my Lord
It still has to learn to love
There are those who have eyes but refuse to
See, the inhumanity that’s done
There are those who have ears but refuse to
Hear, the cries of those in agony

There are those who have mouths but refuse to
Speak against injustice done to some
There are those who have hands but refuse to
Reach them out in love and charity

There are those who have talents they do not
Use to build a true community
And we know that we all have the talent to love
But leave it buried in ourselves

In His time, in His time
He makes all things beautiful in His time
Lord, please show me every day
As You’re teaching me Your way
That you do just what you say in Your time
In Your time, In Your time
You make all things beautiful in Your time
Lord, my life to You I bring
With its winter and its spring
May I fathom everything in Your time

There’s a time, there’s a time
Both for sowing and for reaping there’s a time
Time for losing, time for gain
Time for joy and time for pain
Every purpose under heaven has a time

There are times, there are days
Weeks and months we cannot
Understand God’s ways
If for years we fail to scan
What is his eternal plan
We’ll remember that He can, all the time