Immanuel

One from the "back catalogue" today, from 17.02.2003

Immanuel

I was starving in a land so bare 

Swept clean of food by famine there 

And did you come and give me bread 

Or turn your eyes away instead? 

I was thirsty, no water there I drank 

But only unclean, stagnant pool that stank 

And did you give me fresh water, make me well, 

Or just ignore me when I fell? 

I was a stranger, unknown here to all of you 

Alone, away from friends now far and few 

And did you come and welcome me 

Or close your eyes, and did not see?

I was the poor man, overlooked by all 

As insignificant, contemptible and small 

And did you see me there, a down and out 

Or pass by swiftly, lest I shout? 

 I was so badly sick, and very ill 

No instant cure, no magic pill, 

And did you come to pray and care 

Or keep your distance out of fear? 

I was in prison, locked up away 

Bound in captivity to stay 

And did you visit me, in my bare cell 

Or judge me there to go to hell? 

 Do you see me now, open your eyes 

Or just ignore, block out, despise? 

Open the door, not shut and slam, 

And let me in, for here I AM.