He gave us plenty, plenty to share, and the good sense to know what’s fair
He gave us power, the knowledge of right. He gave us strength to brave a fight

So we have no excuse and no defense
There is not one that can plead innocent
We have a shameful state of tolerance

So you pray to God asking him to intervene
To set it right, to stand up for the weak and the unseen
And still you pray to God ask him what he’s gonna do?
But he might ask the same of you

He gave us riches, more than enough to fill both hearts and hunger up
He gave us Jesus who died to proclaim, “as you have seen in me do the same”

We are all connected
We are all affected
When one loves their brothers
There’s no “us” and “others”

So we pray to God with our days from dust to dust
Is there a better world to have? It seems there must be
And still we pray to God, when will he make it just?
But he might ask the same of us
Yes, he might ask the same of us