Lord if you appeared to me one night,
and told me to ask for whatever I'd like,
I'd ask for Your eyes.
Solomon asked for wisdom,
and some would ask for freedom,
But all I want is Your eyes.
I want to see past the smiles they're faking,
and into the heart that's breaking.
With your eyes,
Let me see beyond the quarrelsome shrew,
into the heart that's in need of you.
Give me Your eyes,
That I might see beneath their bossy exterior,
To the timid soul who feels inferior,
With these eyes,
I'd like to see beyond the masks they wear,
and perceive the burdens they bear.
If I had Your eyes,
I'd see past the beggar's guise,
and into the heart that cries.
Because of Your eyes,
I wouldn't judge them,
-I'd simply love them.