Poverty Songtext
von First Call

In Haiti, a lady is climbing the mountains
Young men are singing on her left and right
She′s taking the word to remote congregations
Sixty-five years she's been taking the light

In Haiti, a pastor is walking the jungle
He′s wearing a cast-off American shirt
He'll have his reward when his struggle is over
He brings hope to the hopeless and comforts the hurt

And you can hear it in their voices
And you can see it on their faces
When life is spilled, the cup is filled
That's not poverty, no, that′s not poverty
That′s not poverty, no, that's not poverty


In Haiti, believers have light on their faces
As they march through town to the riverside
They baptize believers in this celebration
Of eternal riches that they have in Christ

And you can hear it in their voices
And you can see it on their faces
When life is spilled, the cup is filled
That′s not poverty, no, that's not poverty
That′s not poverty, no, that's not poverty

And you can hear it in their voices
And you can see it on their faces
When life is spilled, the cup is filled
That′s not poverty, no, that's not poverty
That's not poverty, no, that′s not poverty

That′s not poverty, no, that's not poverty
That′s not poverty, no, that's not poverty
That′s not poverty, no, that's not poverty
That′s not poverty, no, that's not poverty