Shall I
A home to two thousand orphans shall I build
Shall I build not just an orphanage?
A place to be seen and called home by many?
Or shall I build and make it look funny?
While we wait for a world free of needs and wants.
Shall I build an orphanage sweet and funny?
Or in Africa shall I build many orphanages?
Those who are without sorrow
Or shall I shed year, day and night?
Or shall I weep in sorrow?
Shall I build an orphanage,
That forever shall be full of happiness, peace and joy?
To be blessed and glad there is life
There shall I wait for Christ
Daily would I wait for him
To come shining like a star
And with little kids shall I wait.
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