Two Weeks in Africa, or China or wherever...

Remember the children...remember the love of Jesus...

Johannesburg to Capetown

the plane had barely touched down

she was taking photos for the friends back home

this was always where she felt her heart belonged

and she was finally here

the sky was bright and clear
two weeks....and we all can feel the calling

two weeks...to make the world a little smaller

and so a girl got on a plane

for two weeks in Africa

Johannesburg to Houston

she came home on a mountain

but school was starting, things kept moving on

before you knew it, seven years had gone

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she found a picture of her standing, smiling

arms around the starving kids

she swore to not forget...

she swore to not forget

and if we follow our dear sun

to where the stars are not familiar…
faces turn to numbers

numbers fall like manna from the sky

why, oh why? oh Father, why?

one village in Malawi now has water running pure and clean

one church alive in Kenya’s full of truth and love and medicine

We put the walls up, but Jesus keeps them standing

He doesn’t need us, but He lets us put our hands in

so we can see His love is bigger than you and me

Written and performed by Caedmon's Call (Two Weeks in Africa)