Until Then by Envoy

Little tears drop, little hearts break
When their fears show, and when their hands shake,
Where did their love go, where does it go?
Wounded spirits, barely surviving
Holding out for the Son’s arriving,
He promised He would come, when will He come?
This much I know—

Until then, there are no hands but our hands
Until then, their hopes lie in our hands
We can be the healers key
Until he comes again

Once He held them, blessed and healed them
Beckoned us to become like them
In their innocence, He has shown the way
This much I know--

Until then, there are no hands but our hands
Until then, their hopes lie in our hands
We can be the healers key
Until He comes again.

Ah . . . Until then, there are no hands but our hands
Until then, their hopes lie in our hands
We can be healers key
Until He comes again.

 I just love this song!!