You’re asking, “where is He?”
And you don’t know where to go now to find Him
You saw Him this morning
He was that man laying down on the park bench
You gave Him a blanket
You had a spare in the trunk for emergencies
And for the least of these...

When you love the least of these
With just a cup of cool water
Then you did it unto Me
When you love the angels sing
And you are welcome by My Father
when you love the least of these

You got home that evening
You had a long hard day at the office
The children were screaming
You cooked them supper
Then they begged you, “Please read to us.”
And after the story
You tucked them in with a prayer
O sweet memories
Of the least of these

When you love the least of these
With just a cup of cool water
Then you did it unto Me
When you love the angels sing
And you are welcome by My Father
when you love the least of these