Little child in the dark
Homeless one in the park
Not attracted to pleasant places
He was drawn to broken hearts and lonely faces

What would Jesus say, what would Jesus do
Where would Jesus go, we've got to go there, too
He wants to love them, love them through me and you
We must be His voice, we must be His hands
We must show His heart so they understand
Brothers and sisters, we've got a job to do
A labour of love to do.

Do you hear the lost ones cry
Will you stop or walk on by
Now he waits for us to start
To be the expression of the Father's heart

What would Jesus say, what would Jesus do
Where would Jesus go, we've got to go there, too
He wants to love them, love them through me and you
We must be His voice, we must be His hands
We must show His heart so they understand
Brothers and sisters, we've got a job to do
A labour of love to do.

Can you feel the pain He feels
As He weeps for His own
Let's dry His tears
And bring His wayward children home