Finding Jesus

They looked upon you Innocent babe Kings showered you with gifts They knelt and prayed before you But knew not who you are You walk among us daily With quiet humility Healing the sick, raising the dead Yet we know not who you are You saved us from sin Died on the cross Showed love despite rejection Still we know not who you are In a blaze of Glory you Ascended to the Father Yet walk beside us day by day But we know not who you are But one fine morning Your touch will reach our hearts And we’ll sing praises to the King Knowing….truly knowing_ Jesus, Who you really are.