There are (G#m)man y prod i gal sons,

on our (E)cit y streets they run,

search ing for shel ter.

There are (G#m)homes

bro ken down,

peo ple’s (E)hopes have fall en to the ground,

from fail ures.

This is an e (C#m7)mer gen cy!

There are (E)tears

from the saints,

for the (B)lost

and un saved,

we’re cry ing for them (C#m7)come back home,

we’re cry ing for them (E)come back home.

And all Your (E)chil dren will stretch out their hands,

and pick up the crip pled man,

Fa ther we will (C#m7)lead them home.

Fa ther we will (E)lead them home.

There are (G#m)schools

full of ha tred,

e ven (E)church es have for sak en

love and mer cy.

May we (G#m)see

this gen er a tion,

in its (E)state

of des per a tion,

for Your glo ry.

This is an e (C#m7)mer gen cy!

There are (E)tears

from the saints,

for the (B)lost

and un saved,

we’re cry ing for them (C#m7)come back home,

we’re cry ing for them (E)come back home.

And all Your (E)chil dren will stretch out their hands,

and pick up the crip pled man,

Fa ther we will (C#m7)lead them home,

Fa ther we will (E)lead them home.

(F#)Sin ners,

reach out your hands!

(F#)Chil dren

in Christ you stand!

(F#)Sin ner,

reach out your hand!

(F#)Chil dren

in Christ you stand!

There are

And all Your chil dren will stretch out their hands

and pick up

the crip pled man,

Fa ther we will (C#m7)lead them home,

Fa ther we will (E)lead them home.