Yesterday while walking
Beneath an overpass
I saw the figure of Jesus
Standing barefoot on broken glass
His beard was graying
Smell of urine filled the air
Asking if I had some change
Anything that I could spare
Emaciated
His shaking fist balled up
Influenza and pneumonia
Begging God to take his cup
So different from his pictures
Breathing air through yellowed tubes
Jesus Christ, dying of AIDS
Can look right through you
And all have hated
Crucified and walked away
Savior of the prostitutes
Drunkards, rapists, and the gays
Under Bridges,
With hands raised
From the ghettos
They praise His name
Broken, crippled
In the dark of night
Raise your voices
To Jesus Christ
Hallelujah
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Josh has this CD, and this song really hit me. It's a song that I think would offend many Christians, and yet is very Biblical. I appreciate it. How well do we love people on the margins? How well do we live up to the words "I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me"?
1 comment:
thanks joanna for these words to the song. God in the Alley was like these words. May God help us to serve those he puts in our path.
love u, mom
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