In Jesus' Eyes
He was lying on a bus bench
I thought he might be dead
So I hurried to walk by him
When he mumbled beneath his breath
Almost frozen in the mornin' chill
His words were not too clear
So I leaned down to hear him
I could smell the wine and fear
As I tried to move away
I felt him grab my sleeve
And he pulled me closer to him
I know what you think of me
You just see a drunken bum
Mere refuse on the street
But you can't know what's in my heart
If the outside's all you see.
In Jesus' eyes
I'm something special
In Jesus' eyes
I have no sin
Because he died
I am forgiven
I'm white as snow
In Jesus' eyes.
Stunned and shaken by his words
I said I am not the fool
Of fame and worldly fortune somehow
Have missed this bright recluse
I had almost turned away
From the precious thrown my way
When a lowly beggar
Or so I thought
Had shown me the secret place
I bowed my head to say a prayer
And it was not too late
But when I turned back to thank the man
Who had helped me find my way
Oh! the bench where I had found him
Was covered up with snow
Why the only tracks there on the ground
Were mine, I'll never know.
In Jesus' eyes
I'm something special
In Jesus' eyes
I have no sin
Because he died
I am forgiven
I'm white as snow
In Jesus' eyes.
I'm white as snow
In Jesus' eyes.
Writer(s): Ronald Peterson, William E. Bruce
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