Calling Heaven Lyrics - Michael W. Smith

Calling Heaven, seeking mercy 

Tell me there's a place for these 

What of the children who have never felt a love 

Tender as the morning, nursing the bruises 

And the scars that never seem to go away 

What of the babies who have never left the womb 

Breathing in the lifeline, angels in waiting 

Gone before they could be given wings to fly 

Calling Heaven, seeking mercy 

Tell me there's a place for these 

What of the children who have never felt a love 

Tender as the morning, nursing the bruises 

And the scars that never seem to go away 

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What of the noble who are searching for the truth 

With truest of intentions and yet they're jaded by 

Hypocrisies behind cathedral walls 

What of the humble and the meek that knew despair 

And never got their moment 

But sacrificed a life of comfort 

So that others knew no pain 

Calling Heaven, seeking mercy 

Tell me there's a place for these 

What of the children who have never felt a love 

Tender as the morning, nursing the bruises 

And the scars that never seem to go away 

What of the ones who call you, Lord 

But play the field 

With faithless indecision 

Forgive us, Father for we truly 

Do not know what we have done 

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Calling Heaven, seeking mercy 

Tell me there's a place for these 

What of the children who have never felt a love 

Tender as the morning, nursing the bruises 

And the scars that never seem to go away