Who Was This Man

I met this man just the other day He sat so lonely that I just couldn't turn away We sat down and talked a bit We talked on and on, like we just couldn't quit Then came the moment when I wondered to myself Who was this man telling me about myself He read me from the outside in Called out all of my sins He knew how deeply sorry I felt about them down inside And all the feelings I tend to hide He told me to take a walk with him I was a bit skeptical because I didn't know him He grabbed my hand and said come on Right then was when all my fears were gone We walked and talked for a long time, all the while I stumbled and stumbled through my mind But for some reason, his name, I could not find Finally, he said that it was time for him to go I didn't want him to, for his name, I did not know So I asked him what was his name It was only fair that I know because he knew my name He said that he was no ordinary man That I knew when he touched my hand I told him everything except his name was talked about amongst us Then he said,"I am Jesus"