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Jesus Still Bleeds

By Chad Taylor
Everyday they look at you from their corners on the streets,
The homeless, the destitute, hungry and begging for something to eat,
Their blank stares and hollow eyes just seem to look right through you,
As you hastily pass them by not knowing what to say or do,
Love is compromised...
You can see her every night, restless, on 4th and Main,
It's so obvious the scars, the burdens and the pain,
As she walks on down the road,
Abandoned with nowhere to call home,
She dies...
The little boy's face is so dirty,
He couldn't me more than four,
As the church walks by all of Heaven now implores-
"Reach out! Reach out! Reach out!
Show them that someone cares,
In all of your religion and revelation,
let them know that Jesus is there,
To heal them, to love them, to make them whole,
I tell you now My church, I command you,
LET THEM KNOW!"
As the child cries...
The prisoner paces, restless and confused,
In an 8x10 box, rejected and abused.
Tattoos parade up and down his arms,
Reminding him everyday, of the mistakes and the scars.
"But when I was in prison, why didn't you visit Me?
Why did you leave me alone to bleed?"
The widow lays there staring from her room,
Unable to walk, unable to move.
Praying that someone would come to ease the pain,
Hoping and praying for a friendly face.
"Pure religion and undefiled is this,
To visit the widow and the orphan in their distress."
Even today He walks the streets,
Even today Jesus still bleeds,
Crying out to you and me,
"GO! GO! GO!
SET THE CAPTIVE FREE!"
When will the church finally see,
That when they do it to them,
They are doing it to Me?
When will they realize,
That religion is a cheap disguise,
For the children to have to die.
They have to see them through their Father's eyes.
Love no longer compromised...
Today I saw Jesus
In an old woman's eyes,
I saw the glory of the Father
In the widow and the despised,
And I suddenly realized,
Why He died...
Jesus still bleeds for the least of these.
She looked at me and said,
"No one has visited me in so many years,
No one has ever considered my pain
And my tears.
But what you've said today
I will never forget,
The price a Man paid for my sin and my debt..."
Jesus still bleeds for the least of these...

Chad Taylor (7/17/99) destiny@televar.com
web page:
http://www.televar.com/~destiny