From the recording Beautiful Gray Day

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Music: Ken Lemery
Lyrics: Robert Goodwin

Lyrics

That's the way it all unfolds
Stories clear, master told
To love the least of these is loving me

Broken window, orphaned child
Prison man lost defiled
Increases their shame, outcome the same

That’s the way it all unfolds
To welcome strangers from the cold
Let the king say
You’ve welcomed him

Sheep on the right, goats on the left
Truth be told there should be no rest
When you neglect the ones the world rejects

That’s the way it all unfolds
Stories clear, master told
To love the least of these is loving me