The Zoos Shave All the Animals

This heart was born to love You,
These hands were formed to give,
These eyes were made to see Your wonders,
This life is there to live.

These feet are here for walking,
To spread the truth of death,
How Yours has turned us heavenly,
With every precious breath.

This mouth was gave for praising,
This tongue put here to yell,
But why do I feel crippled?
With so many left to tell.