Climbing on that sycamore tree in haste
As the crowd gathered to follow Him
Up in a distance as there Jesus came
So I wonder, I seek to understand
What were you looking for Zacchaeus?
Did you desire to see a prince or a miracle worker?
What questions did thou have; what ran in mind?
Probably you only sought to see what you heard?
Only now you He sought; to dine and be with
Atop that fig tree did you know He would notice you?
Even now He seeks; up the tree, down on the ground
For a heart that desires to find Him; He is closer
And as we labor for answers so He calls us to Himself
He knocks at the door for a heart that yearns
A Zacchaeus He seeks, to dine and abide with