In Your Sight

Psalm 27:10

"My father and mother walked out and left me,
but God took me in."

These are the lyrics to a song that I wrote last year, after seeing a documentary about a remote Australian community called Balgo, in the Northern Territory.

One night in Balgo, the local Anglican Priest, a gentle looking man with pale skin and watery blue eyes, the way a priest should look, was called by a community elder to cut down three teenagers that had tried to hang themselves in the same park.

Saw it on the news today
Another teenager died
A lost girl in a fatherless world
Had to take her own life

I dont understand
I just dont know why
All these forgotten and fatherless kids
Cant see how precious they are
In your sight
In your sight

If I could hold it out in my hand
A cup of treasure untold
Then just maybe they'd feel the dawn
Of loves kiss on their soul

But I dont understand
I just dont know why
All these sons and daughters of yours
Cant see the love in their lives
They are in your sight
They are in your sight