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Album: The Twenty-First Time
Nowhere to live, nowhere to fall
He used to have money but he's wasted it all
His face is a photograph burned in my mind
But I pretend not to see him for the twenty-first time
He sleeps under stars, it's all he can afford
His blanket's an old coat he's had since the war
He stands on the corner of Carter and Vine
But I pretend not to see him for the twenty-first time
He may be a drifter who's grown old and gray
But what if it's Jesus and I walk away
I say I'm the body and drink of the wine
But I pretend not to see him for the twenty-first time
She's twenty nine but she feels forty eight
She can't raise three kids on minimum wage
She's crying in back of the welfare line
But I pretend not to see her for the twenty-first time
She may be a stranger trying to get through the day
But what if it's Jesus and I walk away
I say I'm the body and drink of the wine
But I pretend not to see her for the twenty-first time
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This is a call for a change in my heart
I realize that I've not been doing my part
When I needed a Savior, I found it in Him
He gave to me, now I'll give back to them
Drifter or stranger, daughter or son
I'll look for Jesus in everyone
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