Seated With Sinners

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