The Good Samaritan

Beaten, weary, left along the way
Dry from thirst 'til word I could not say,
Then you came walking by, and looked into my eyes,
And saw my need and stopped to rescue me.

Others came and others went on by,
Refused to help or just too tired to try
Alone at last I sat, my head fell slowly back
And words from deep within me reached the sky.

"I'm hungry, please feed me.
I'm naked, please clothe me,
I'm so alone, won't someone come to me?"
The sound of my words died,
Oh, well at least I tried and trying seemed the only thing to do.

But no sooner had I stopped and you were there,
And then I knew that God had heard my prayer,
I should have realized, and not have been surprised
His eye is on the sparrow so why not me.

Beaten, weary, left along the way
Dry from thirst 'til word I could not say,
Then you came walking by, and looked into my eyes,
And saw my need and stopped to rescue me.
Then you came walking by, and looked into my eyes,
And saw my need and stopped to rescue me.