First Call - Poverty lyrics

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 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, yeah That's not poverty, no, no, no That's not poverty Poverty No, no, no, that's not poverty Poverty No, no, no, that's not poverty Poverty, no That's not poverty Poverty That's not poverty Oh, there's a lady in Haiti Poverty That's not poverty