One Saturday night in a barroom a gospel singer walked in

And bravely she red from the Bible and begged them to turn from the sins

Oh come into Jesus she pleaded he'll be your step in the rock

When one of the drinkers said to her (why I don't believe in your God)



The silence that followed was awful the others just stood there in fear

But the drunk just kept laughin' and sayin' why doesn't your Jesus appear

Then one of the others who stood there said that's enough of that now

What lead you to think that Lord Jesus would bother with you anyhow

Why you're only a bum and a drunker and nothin' that you can say

Would reach up to God in heaven ans make him go out of his way

And then came the voice of a starnger who stood just outside at the door

The stranger who simply was passing by for no one had seen him before

Oh listen to me all you people the place lit up as he smiled

Our Lord marks the fall of a sparrow and every man is his child

There's none so great or so lowly that God's sweet mercy denies

And even the ones who denounce him will never be lost in his eyes

And then he lifted his right hand and smiled up on everyone

And the last words he said were like music I know because I am his son

Now each who was there will remember those words to his very last day

When Jesus appeared in a barroom and told the God's wonderful way