Stranger Things

I was a stranger
And you welcomed me in
Into Your kingdom
Though I was tainted with sin


Upon a cruel cross
You hung in my stead
And bought my forgiveness
With the blood that You shed

Now I must, too
Be an agent of grace
Welcoming strangers
Who feel out of place

Inviting them in
To church and to home
It’s true some have done this
Hosting angels unknown

For in strangers we find
A strange mystery hiding
In all of God’s children
There is Jesus residing