This quiet ballad brings to light the sad plight of children in radical Islamic nations and shares God's desire to set them free.
Lyrics
Stolen, stolen oh, oh, oh
Stolen innocence
Much to cry about
Stolen innocence
Wounded in and out
Children sold as brides
Caught in hellish tides
Thrown on battle lines
Long before their times
Stolen innocence
Much to cry about
Stolen innocence
Wounded in and out
Children bred to hate
Veiled in dire straights
Locked in pointless lies
Until someone dies
Stolen innocence
Much to cry about
Stolen innocence
Wounded in and out
Let them come to me
I will set them free
Restore hearts to me
Snatch them back for me
Stolen innocence
Much to cry about
Stolen innocence
Wounded in and out
Stolen, stolen oh, oh, oh
Stolen, snatch them back for me
Psalm 97:10
