Do you see Him? - kweaver

Do you see that man, the one over there?
The one with the white robe and curly dark hair?
Yes, that one, the man sitting under that tree
He’s bouncing that little child on his knee.
They say He’s Messiah and they call Him “Master”
They say He’s the One; He’s the Lord and Pastor.

I heard Him preach yesterday, down by the lake
Some say He’s the real thing, other’s say He’s a fake
He said that He loved us and if we believe
He promised us eternity when this life we leave
They say He does miracles, made a blind man see
I wonder if He could ever love someone like me?

Oh look! He’s coming this way, toward this very place
With a kiss on my cheek and a warm embrace
As if He can read my mind, He softly begins
“I know you, beloved. I know all your sins.
You’ve knocked at my house and I’ve opened the door.
Now you are forgiven, go and sin no more.”
He moves through the crowd, like a gentle breeze
Greeting sick ones and the lowly with comfort and ease
I still feel His presence even after His depart
I still feel His love deep down in my heart.

Do you see that man, by the leper’s side?
He is my Saviour, my Lord and my Guide.
He’ll always be near, wherever, I be
He’s mine and I am His for eternity.

(Matthew 7:9 and Matthew 25:40)