What Are We Doing Here?
Words by Ray Boltz
Music by Steve Millikan and Ray Boltz
Last days, big city
What a place to live
High rise accommodations are so executive
Real life, just around the corner
Take a walk around the block
Pass by a family in the alley
Sleeping in a paper box
What are we doing here
Do we spend our time waiting on Heaven
Should we pack our bags the moment were forgiven
Oh, there's a world that needs to know
Jesus loves them so
His commission seems quite clear
They say we are pilgrims
Just passing through
Strangers, in a strange land
That's me and you
One day we'll be up in Glory
Walking on streets of gold
But right now my feet are on the pavement
And I just want to know
Chorus 2X
Somebody tell me, somebody tell me now
I see a starving brother in a foreign land
I see a homeless child reaching out his hand
I see a world so angry I can feel the rage
I see city dying, filled with crack cocaine
I hear the lions roar, the tires squeal
A generation saying, What is real
If we know the truth, if we know the way
There ought to be something we can do or say
We need to make a stand, take a walk
Win this city, do it block by block
Stand up tall and preach it without fear
If we wont do it
What are we doing here?
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