Every eye was on Him for the words He had spoken About sight for the blind and good news for the poor That now is the time to restore all the broken When all those imprisoned are captive no more They were amazed at His words of wisdom and wonder A Boy from the hometown of some they could claim And everyone there knew His father and mother He bore the carpenter's family name They feasted on ruin and hungered for healing But to these poor humans, no healing would come No saviour for them and their hearts were they feeling Isn't He only the carpenter's Son? Family name In the streets of their city, the hopelessness rages Their limited vision could not ascertain That the One Who walked among them was the Hope of the ages He bore the carpenter's family name