michael card
distressing disguise
He is in the pain, He is in the need He is in the poor we are told to feed Though He was rich, for us He became poor How could He give so much, what was it for?  In His distressing disguise He waits for us to surmise That we rob our brothers by all that we own And that's not the way He has shown  Every time a faithful servant serves A brother that's in need What happens at that moment is a miracle indeed As they look to one another in an instant it is clear Only Jesus is visible, for they've both disappeared  He is in the hand that reaches out to give He is in the touch that causes men to live So speak with your life now, as well as your tongue Shelter the homeless, take care of the young  In His distressing disguise He hopes that we'll realize That when we take care of the poorest of them We've really done it to Him