The Face Of Christ
He shares a room outside with a dozen other guys
And the only roof he knows is that sometimes starry sky
A tattered sleeping bag on a concrete slab is his bed
And it�s too cold to talk tonight
So I just sit with him instead and think
How did I find myself in a better place
I can�t look down on the frown on the other guy�s face
�Cause when I stoop down low, look him square in the eye
I get a funny feeling, I just might be dealing
With the face of Christ
After sixteen years in a cold, gray prison yard
Somehow his heart is soft, but keeping simple faith is hard
He lays his Bible open on the table next to me
And as I hear his humble prayer
I feel his longing to be free someday
How did I find myself in a better place
I can�t look down on the frown on the other guy�s face
�Cause when I stoop down low, look him square in the eye
I get a funny feeling, I just might be dealing
With the face of Christ
See you had no choice which day you would be born
Or the color of your skin, or what planet you�d be on
Would your mind be strong, would your eyes be blue or brown
Whether daddy would be rich, or if momma stuck around at all
So if you find yourself in a better place
You can�t look down on the frown on the other guy�s face
You gotta stoop down low, look him square in the eye
And get a funny feeling, �cause you might be dealing ...
How did I find myself in a better place
I can�t look down on the frown on the other guy�s face
�Cause when I stoop down low, look him square in the eye
I get a funny feeling, I just might be dealing
With the face of Christ
With the face of Christ, yeah
With the face of Christ
� 2000 Clumsy Fly Music (ASCAP)
