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There are not enough minutes in the day
I am crippled by the thought of wasting time
I dont have enough money to heal the poor
So I dont want to try
But its the little things that make a difference
Its the little things that show love
Its the little things
A simple cup of water that can change the world
That can save our sons and daughters
Ill be praying for the widow all alone
Sewing clothes for a loaf of bread
It is not my fault that she is hungry
Its my joy to make sure shes fed
CHORUS
We are all related, children of the King
We may not have much, but what we have we bring