as they make their way 
into the church doors 
all dressed in their finery 
ignoring the poor 
don’t they realize 
‘tis jesus they seek 
and he can be found 
dying on their streets 
it’s him on your cold concrete streets 
dying from hunger and neglect 
can’t you see him 
in the poorest of the poor 
dying outside your church doors? 
‘tis jesus you seek 
and it is he 
the poorest of the poor