Little boy lived in fear; he won't be afraid no more,
Trembled when his dad came near; now lays lifeless on the floor,
What do you do for this child of strife?
What would you give to save his life?
Might care to cry for a good man,
Might care to fight for a good man,
Might dare to die for a good man,
So where's a good man you can find?
Helpless mother did not speak; turned her head, shut her eyes,
His power made her feel so weak,
Now alone with the shame, she cries,
What do you do for this frightened wife?
What would you give to save her life?
Might care to cry for a good man,
Might care to fight for a good man,
Might dare to die for a good man,
So where's a good man you can find?
Father, he lost all control,
Lost his freedom, lost his soul,
At his wrist he holds a knife - so, what would you give to save his life?
For a good man,
Might care to fight for a good man,
Might dare to die for a good man,
So where's a good man with no blame?
The best and worse of us, the same,
Jesus saves us from all shame, our shame,
From all shame.
