Jesus, friend of sinners, 
the one who's writing in the sand
Made the righteous turn away 
and the stones fall from their hands
Help us to remember 
we are all the least of these
Let the memory of Your mercy 
bring Your people to their knees
Nobody knows what we're for 
only what we're against when we judge the wounded
What if we put down our signs 
crossed over the lines and loved like You did

You love every lost cause
You reach for the outcast
For the leper and the lame
they're the reason that You came
Lord, I was that lost cause 
and I was the outcast
But you died for sinners just like me
a grateful leper at Your feet