The Voice of a Child

The voice of a child is precious to us
The cry of a baby touches the heart 
To protect each and every one of them
We're anxious to do our part

But what if we couldn't hear them?
What if we couldn't hear that cry?
Would we still seek to help them?
Or would we not even try?

Nothing is sweeter to look at
Nothing as precious to see
But what if the baby were hidden away?
Would he still be precious to thee?

When you look at the child and hear it
You notice it's tender and sweet
But I promise you it's just as wonderful
When the womb is its retreat