O Bom Samaritano

He was lying there, hurt by the roadside
And everyone just walked on by, didn’t give a damn
About that situation, trapped in silence, just moans
From his lips came out, no one showed up to save him
Because they saw no worth in him
The priest passed by, the Levite too, just walked on by
With indifference, brother, believe me, there are times when no one
Cares about your pain

But then the good Samaritan showed up to change the story
He rescued the man and paid the price, poured oil
On the wounds, then he went away
Promised to return and pay the price of love
Because the good Samaritan knows that a soul
Is worth a lot

And he saw a hidden treasure in a clay pot
Broken and wounded, lying on the ground
He healed his wounds and gave him a hand, lifted him up
He saw beyond the appearance what no one else sees
A precious soul inside a being
The good Samaritan will also look at you

When he looks, the wounds are healed
When he touches, the oil takes away the pain
When he looks, it doesn’t matter who
Passed you by, when he touches, he shows your worth