We Are the Hearts and Hands

There comes a time, to stand and rise. When hope is

dim, but never dies. We light the flame, with hearts as

one. Together bright, 'til darkness runs. The voice of love and prayer

can break the night. It echoes strong, it shines so bright.

With hands that reach across the sea, we build a bridge

to unity. We are the hearts, we are the hands.

Together here, we make a stand. For every soul, for every call.

We rise to give the greatest gift of all. Through tears and trials,