Who's that man
Thinks He's a prophet
I wonder if He's got something up his sleeve
Where's He from
Who is His Daddy
There's rumours He even thinks himself a King
Of a kingdom of paupers, simpletons and rogues
The whores all seem to love Him and the drunks propose a toast
And they say

CHORUS:
Surely God is with us
Surely God is with us
Surely God is with us today

Who's that man
Says He's a preacher
He must be - He disturbing all our peace
Where's He get off
What is He hiding
Every word He says those fools believe
But who could move a mountain
Who would love their enemy
Who could rejoice in pain and turn the other cheek
And still say

CHORUS

Blessed are the poor in spirit
Heaven belongs to them
Blessed are those who make peace
They are God's children
I am the bread of life
I am the only way
You hear that man
Believe what He says

Who's that man
They made Him a prisoner
They tortured Him and nailed Him to a tree
Was He so bad
Who did He threaten
Did He deserve to die between two thieves
See the scars and touch His wounds
He's risen, flesh and bone
Now the sinners have become the saints
And the lost have all come home
And they say