Chris Rice - Face Of Christ Lyrics
He shares a room outside with a dozen other guysAnd the only roof he knows is that sometimes starry skyA tattered sleeping bag on a concrete slab is his bedAnd its too cold to talk tonightSo I just sit with him instead and thinkHow did I find myself in a better placeI cant look down on the frown on the other guys faceCause when I stoop down low, look him square in the eyeI get a funny feeling, I just might be dealingWith the face of ChristAfter sixteen years in a cold, gray prison yardSomehow his heart is soft, but keeping simple faith is hardHe lays his Bible open on the table next to meAnd as I hear his humble prayerI feel his longing to be free somedayHow did I find myself in a better placeI cant look down on the frown on the other guys faceCause when I stoop down low, look him square in the eyeI get a funny feeling, I just might be dealingWith the face of ChristSee you had no choice which day you would be bornOr the color of your skin, or what planet youd be onWould your mind be strong, would your eyes be blue or brownWhether daddy would be rich, or if momma stuck around at allSo if you find yourself in a better placeYou cant look down on the frown on the other guys faceYou gotta stoop down low, look him square in the eyeAnd get a funny feeling, cause you might be dealing ...How did I find myself in a better placeI cant look down on the frown on the other guys faceCause when I stoop down low, look him square in the eyeI get a funny feeling, I just might be dealingWith the face of ChristWith the face of Christ, yeahWith the face of Christ
