Push the cows out the way 'cause a king's to be born
Send the angelic choir to sing for the scorned of the world
Even if I had riches what gift would I bring
What item or gesture is fit for a king like Him
Jesus came for the dirty ones
The ones outside, unclean
I am one of the dirty ones
So Jesus came for me
So I'll go find my King where adulterers weep
Search the town for a place that is surely beneath even me
Watch him teach the unworthy and touch the impure
See him dine with the lowly and heal those who don't have a cure
Jesus came for the dirty ones
The ones outside, unclean
I am one of the dirty ones
So Jesus came for me
Hear him plead for the town that would scream for his blood
Watch him die so that swindlers and whores could be children of God
But God With Us, in flesh, the one death could not hold
Washed me white, with his blood, bids me sing it is well with my soul
Jesus came for the dirty ones
The ones outside, unclean
I was one of the dirty ones
But Jesus came for me