He came home from work last night, to find that she is gone,
Now He's spending his first Sunday sitting in the pew alone,
There are whispers all around him, His heart breaks in two,
He's wondering who will reach out and help him make it through,
She has a reputation like the woman at the well ,
The only love she ever knew was the kind she buys and sells,
But her thirsty heart is searching for a love that will be true,
The Savior cries for her to see Himself in me and you,
Who Will be Jesus to her?, Who'll show the love that's commanded in His
word?,
Will she see in us the mighty God we serve?, Who will Be Jesus to her?
Wonded People everywhere, and when they look at us, do they see Jesus
there?
Who Will be Jesus to Them?, Who'll show the love that restores Them
again?,
Oh, They do not need a judge, They need a friend, Who will Be Jesus to
Them?
Who will be Jesus to them?
