Oh you righteous man, where does your salvation come from? It's unearned and undeserved Has your arrogance and pride, caused you to despise What still needs to be done here even in the darkest of atmospheres Who says I can’t be found in a hospital? Who says I can't be found in the midst of a war? You’ll find me, in the darkest corners of humanity Where no one dares to go, for who can know the human soul like the maker can You’ll find me, where you forget there still lies a need At a table seated with sinners, reaching out to the thieves and tax collectors The view from my eyes is a world in need of grace Oh you starving people, you don’t know what it is you long for It's a thirst quenching well of water you yourself cannot provide You look for truth in empty spaces, dark places and your mouth is thirsty and dry Who says I can’t restore a dying marriage Who says I can’t redeem in a broken home You’ll find me in the darkest corners of humanity Where no man dares to go, for who can know the human soul like the maker can You’ll find me, where you forget there still lies a need In your own hearts and own minds, if you would search for me In your churches I’m still existing In your congregations still dwelling In your hurt I'm still mending In your broken homes I am restoring For the outcast I am claiming The prodigal I’m still chasing For the pretenders I am reality I’m standing here with my arms waving Don’t you see the hurting people in need? The lonely people in need You are the people in need