Where Did My Jesus Go

Where did my Jesus go The one I loved so long ago I wonder if he’s still around I wonder if he can be found As a child, in my youth Jesus used to be the truth Everything was black and white Jesus taught me wrong from right As the world passed me by The flash of life caught my eye And was my Jesus there Couldn’t find him anywhere I saw the way our lives were run I saw the way that things got done I wondered if Jesus was there Wondered if he could even care Couldn’t find him in the bank Or lying drunk in the tank Jesus are you at the bar Or riding in a police car Crazy dreams come in my head Got to thinking Jesus dead Then I looked around to see If he was really part of me Black and white turn shades of gray Jesus lives for one more day He ain’t dead, at least in part He’s living right here in my heart
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Kyser Avatar
October 8, 2022 at 6:53 PM
I like this Andy. He inhabits the hearts of those who seek/knock/ask. I don’t think much of the world looks for Him these days
Chunn Avatar
October 9, 2022 at 8:53 PM
I tend to agree. I wrote this nearly 45 years ago but it still applies. Seek/knock/ask....nicely put.
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