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?
Wounded 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