Do we stand with our backs to Zacchaeus
And force him to climb up a tree
Do we think he isn't worth saving
Is it him or us that can't see?

Do we cheer as our Saviour approaches
Proclaim him the Lord and our Rock
Forgetting the love that we owe Him
Must be shown to all of his flock.

May we keep from the cold those poor sinners
Whose lives are friendless and drear
May they know of your love by our witness
Gives us faith to conquer our fear.