The least of these,
the runaways
The living on the streets,
oh the ones with no name
The weary and weak,
the down and under
While they're begging please,
oh do you ever wonder
Do you ever wonder
Could that be God with us?
Could that be God with us?
The world wants you lost and alone
Don't got the change near enough to get home
The old race,
the child with no place Humble and holy,
all in one
Could that be God with us?
Listen now,
the empty hands When we have so much
We don't help the man
who needs it from us Don't you understand that the least of these
Was the son of man,
oh could that be
Could that be
Could that be God with us?
Could that be God with us?
The world wants you lost and alone Don't got the
change near enough to get home The miracle race,
the child with no place Humble and holy,
all in one Could that be God with us?
Behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy
Which shall be to all people
For unto you is born this day in the city of David
A savior, which is Christ the Lord
And this shall be a sign unto you
Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes
Lying in a manger
Could that be God with us?
Could that be God with us?
The world wants you lost and alone
Don't got the change near enough to get home The miracle race,
the child with no place Humble and holy,
all in one