He came all the way from England
With a fire deep within him
And a message he knew he had to tell
Called a saint and then a sinner
An absolute beginner he was scorned
For doing his job too well
To a land of many millions
He was just another civilian
He was a missionary but he became a friend
And before his life was finished
Darkness was diminished
And in China revival would begin
And they say "What can one person do?"
She came from the wealthy classes
But chose life among the masses
When she took a simple sister's veil
In the streets of Calcutta
Going hospital to gutter
She is hope where hopelessness prevails
There among the dying
The helpless and the crying
She is life and comfort to the soul
No political agenda
Just a quiet defender
Of the dignity of each and every suffering soul
What can one person do for a planet
That's suffering and dying
That's what they say
What can one person do
Well, there's me and there's you
And there's a whole lot more of us
If we don't stop trying it'll all add up
He came all the way from Atlanta
With a Bible in his hand
And a dream of America a finer place
One of few courageous voices
Who believed a man's choices in this life
Should not depend upon his race
From Selma to Montgomery
And all the place in between
He had a cause and justice was its name
And before they cut him down
In that angry delta town
Life for the black man would never be the same
