Well, he was out on a limb - he was sitting in the shade

He'd led a hundred men - and lived alone among the graves

He had a thousand questions - and a million heartaches

He was everyman, he was everyman



She was caught in a sin - she knew the well was so deep

She threw her last pennies in - and poured oil upon His feet

She touched the garment's hem - she had only been asleep

She was everyman, she was everyman



And the Lord looks down and He understands

The world draws up it's lines

But at the foot of the cross there's room for everyone

And love that is not blind

It can look at who we are and still see beyond

The differences we find

But with thorns in His brow and a spear in His side

Nails in His hand, He died for you and I

For you and I and everyman



He had nets to mend - he gave his fish and his loaves

He had to wash his hands - and ran away without his robe

He couldn't understand - until on Damascus road

He was everyman, he was everyman



She brought the world a lamb - and took warning from a dream

From an empty tomb she ran - for her children she would weep

In her womb a baby danced - she'd been waiting for a King

She was everyman, she was everyman



And the Lord looks down and He understands

The world draws up it's lines

But at the foot of the cross there's room for everyone

And love that is not blind

It can look at who we are and still see beyond

The differences we find

But with thorns in His brow and a spear in His side

Nails in His hand, He died for you and I

For you and I and everyman



The world draws up it's lines

But at the foot of the cross there's room for everyone

And love that is not blind -