(Verse 1) There’s a bench in Gaslight Park, beneath a maple tree Where a man with tattered shoes sits and waits for you and me He’s got a cart full of stories and a heart that’s open wide Though he owns no earthly riches, he’s the richest man alive (Pre-Chorus) He says, “Come and sit beside me, child, let me tell you what I’ve learned Grace is not for sale, it’s just a gift you’ve gotta earn… by turning ’round.” (Chorus) He’s the hands that lift the fallen, the feet that walk the mile The heart that breaks for brokenness, the voice behind the smile He don’t preach from a pulpit, but the truth is in his spark You’ll find Jesus gently waiting… on that bench in Gaslight Park (Verse 2) He’ll share a crust of bread and pour wisdom in your cup Tell you joy’s not in the rising, it’s in how you rise back up He knows every name of sorrow, every storm that’s passed him by But he talks about forgiveness with a fire still in his eyes (Pre-Chorus) He says, “I once was lost in anger, but love found me in the dark And now I shine a little light right here in Gaslight Park.” (Chorus) He’s the hands that lift the fallen, the feet that walk the mile The heart that breaks for brokenness, the voice behind the smile He don’t preach from a pulpit, but the truth is in his spark You’ll find Jesus gently waiting… on that bench in Gaslight Park (Bridge) Some walk on by and never see the sacred ground they tread so free But hearts get healed and hope is born where angels often mourn He says, “Don’t look for heaven in the sky so far above… It’s right here in your neighbor when you learn to give with love.” (Final Chorus) He’s the hands that lift the fallen, the feet that walk the mile The heart that beats with mercy, the tears that heal a child He don’t wear a robe or halo, but he’s left a holy mark You’ll find Jesus gently waiting… on that bench in Gaslight Park (Tag) So come, sit down, and listen… To the gospel in the dark… It’s shining through a homeless man In the heart of Gaslight Park.
