Everyman Lyrics - Singles - Mullins Rich

Rich Mullins and Beaker 

Matthew 4:21-22, Matthew 9:35-36, Matthew 27:19 

Matthew 27:24, Matthew 28:1-10, Mark 5:1-43 

Mark 14:3-9, Mark 14:51-52, Luke 1:35-45 

Luke 2:1-20, Luke 2:36-38, Luke 7:2-10 

Luke 8:26-39, Luke 19:1-10, Luke 21:1-4 

Luke 23:27-29, John 1:45-51, John 3:1-21 

John 4:4-26, John 6:5-15, John 8:2-11 

Acts 8:26-39, Acts 9:1-6 

Well, he was out on a limb - he was sitting in the shade 

He'd led a hundred men - and lived alone among the graves 

He had a thousand questions - and a million heartaches 

He was everyman, he was everyman 

She was caught in a sin - she knew the well was so deep 

She threw her last pennies in - and poured oil upon His feet 

She touched the garment's hem - she had only been asleep 

She was everyman, she was everyman 

And the Lord looks down and He understands 

The world draws up it's lines 

But at the foot of the cross there's room for everyone 

And love that is not blind 

It can look at who we are and still see beyond 

The differences we find 

But with thorns in His brow and a spear in His side 

Nails in His hand, He died for you and I 

For you and I and everyman 

He had nets to mend - he gave his fish and his loaves 

He had to wash his hands - and ran away without his robe 

He couldn't understand - until on Damascus road 

He was everyman, he was everyman 

She brought the world a lamb - and took warning from a dream 

From an empty tomb she ran - for her children she would weep 

In her womb a baby danced - she'd been waiting for a King 

She was everyman, she was everyman 

And the Lord looks down and He understands 

The world draws up it's lines 

But at the foot of the cross there's room for everyone 

And love that is not blind 

It can look at who we are and still see beyond 

The differences we find 

But with thorns in His brow and a spear in His side 

Nails in His hand, He died for you and I 

For you and I and everyman 

The world draws up it's lines 

But at the foot of the cross there's room for everyone 

And love that is not blind 

It can look at who we are and still see beyone 

The differences we find 

But with thorns in His brow and a spear in His side 

Nails in His hand, He died for you and I 

For you and I and everyman 

Everyman