(performed as THE SINGING McENTIRES)

In a humble shack many years ago

Before our Savior was born

A little old lady was prayin' to

God She cried "My son is gone"

He's lost, he's lost, he's lost

And suddenly she stopped praying

And the tears dried from her eyes

She said "But God, how would you know

Your heart has never been broken

And God, You never cried"

God turned His face towards the earth

And covered it with His hands

He said "I must go and redeem my people

And go in the form of a man"

So He came to Earth a stranger

Among His own people

Came to live with man, came to understand

The way of life

Tears of strife were meant, for He was a man

He grew to love His own creation

And when His dearest friend died

He knew the empty feeling of lonliness

And at Lazurus' tomb, God cried

And then came the day in the garden

And pilots called Judgement Hall

And there in the dark hills of Calvery

Hanging between Earth and Heaven

God wept and cried for them all

For them all - for them all