Matt Maher The Least Of These
I'm a stranger in a foreign land
Passing through, when will I be home again?
You remind me, nothing here is permanent
But Your word and Your faithfulness
I was hungry, I was thirsty
I was weary, You let me in
When love became a refugee, He became my refuge
When love became a prisoner, He set me free
The widow and the orphan became the bride and children
When He stole my heart between two thieves
That's when love became the
Least of these
I'm a beggar on the pilgrim's road
Chasing echoes of a voice I hear among the poor
I'm a stranger in a foreign land
Oh the memories of the love that calls the broken things to mend
When love became a refugee, He became my refuge
When love became a prisoner, He set me free
The widow and the orphan became the bride and children
When He stole my heart between two thieves
That's when love became the
Least of these
I was hungry, I was thirsty
I was weary, You let me in
Where You're hungry, where You're thirsty
Wherever You're weary, I will let You in
When love became a refugee, He became my refuge
When love became a prisoner, He set me free
The widow and the orphan became the bride and children
When He stole my heart between two thieves
That's when love became the least of these
When He stole my heart between two thieves
That's when love became the
Least of these
