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Song Lyrics ~ The Invisible Seen ~ A Legacy of Compassion

Words / 2025 Variety

(Verse 1)
The morning breaks, quiet and cold,
Saint Francis kneels, his hands unfold.
A beggar waits, his gaze worn thin,
Yet through the suffering, light flows within.

The bread he offers, rough and warm,
A moment transforms, a soul reborn.
The lines of pain, divinity traced,
In human despair, a holy embrace.

(Chorus)
See the invisible, feel their call,
Break down the barriers, let kindness fall.
In weary faces, in hands that plead,
Greatness is found in hearts that need.

(Verse 2)
The city hums, the crowd moves fast,
But Pope Francis sees where love will last.
Through the noise of life, a quiet space,
He reaches out in a tender embrace.

The streets are heavy, marked by pain,
The coat he touches smells of rain.
Without a word, the truth remains,
“You are loved, your worth sustains.”

(Chorus)
See the invisible, feel their call,
Break down the barriers, let kindness fall.
In weary faces, in hands that plead,
Greatness is found in hearts that need.

(Bridge)
Through the ages, their voices rise,
Francis whispers, Pope Francis cries.
To love the forgotten, to lift the weak,
Divinity shines in the words they speak.

Feel the coarse bread, the trembling hand,
Break the apathy, make a stand.
Each act of love, a silent hymn,
A call to the heart, let hope begin.

(Verse 3)
Saint Francis asks, “Do you truly see,
The divinity in humanity?”
Through every pain, through every face,
Will we let compassion take its place?

Pope Francis speaks of justice and care,
For the poor, the lost, the world unfair.
“A Church for the forgotten,” his voice implores,
Will we answer, will we open doors?

(Chorus)
See the invisible, feel their call,
Break down the barriers, let kindness fall.
In weary faces, in hands that plead,
Greatness is found in hearts that need.

(Outro)
Through the streets of Assisi, the modern square,
Their legacy whispers, a truth to share.
To love, to serve, to lift, to see,
The divine spark in humanity.

Oh, the invisible, their voices sing,
In compassion’s arms, let freedom ring.
What will we offer, what will we give?
Through their light, we truly live.

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