How Will They Know
How will they know unless we tell them
How can they believe
Something they have never heard
How will they feel His love that's waiting
Lord, I want to go
So that they can know
Those who call upon the Lord will be saved
Every day I pass them on the street
Empty hearts and empty eyes I see
Each time I look away
I don't know what to say
I tell myself tomorrow is another day
It's funny tomorrows never seem to come
And good intentions fade away
Like the evening sun
I closе my eyes in prayer
I see thеm everywhere
And wonder if they'll ever know
How much You care
How will they know unless we tell them
How can they believe
Something they have never heard
How will they feel His love that's waiting
Lord, I want to go
So that they can know
Those who call upon the Lord will be saved
Today's the day they need to hear His voice
We need to go so they can have a choice
We cannot contemplate
No time to hesitate
Tomorrow may be too late (too late)
Whoa-whoa...
How will they know unless we tell them
How can they believe
Something they have never heard
How will they feel His love that's waiting
Lord, I want to go (want to go)
So that they can know
Those who call upon the Lord will be saved