Another day in Nigeria
The children beg for bread,
The crops failed,
The well ran dry
When they lost the watershed

A baby dies,
Its mother cries,
The children gather 'round
They're wondering
What the day will bring
Will they be the next one found?

Do you dare
To gaze into
Their hollow eyes,
Hollow eyes?
Are they staring
Holes in you
With their hollow eyes,
Hollow eyes,
Hollow eyes?

In the crowded sheds
The children lay their heads
To escape the Haitian heat
The hunger pains
Drive them to the street
Wond'ring if today they'll eat
Some find food
In the refuse heap,
Others find disease
Some find it harder
Just to live
When they can die with ease.

Do you dare
To gaze into
Their hollow eyes,
Hollow eyes?
Are they staring
Holes in you
With their hollow eyes,
Hollow eyes,
Hollow eyes?

The least of these is hungry.
The least of these is sick.
The least of these needs clothing.
The least of these needs drink.
The least of these knows sorrow.
The least of these knows grief.
The least of these has suffered pain, and Jesus is His name.

Do you dare to gaze into
His hollow eyes,
Hollow eyes?
Is He staring
Back at you
With His hollow eyes,
Hollow eyes,
Hollow eyes?