Poor Jesus
He has no Ph.D.
If he returned today
To talk to you and me
Just a poor carpenter
Who would we believe?
He only worked on wood
cut down from FOREST trees.
His words would be dismissed.
No scholar is he.
The authorities would say
Poor Jesus, he has no Ph.D.
Perhaps he should apply
To college and learn theology.
Perhaps he should go to school
And learn from you and me.
The spiritual rules
Written my men whose deeds
Are long forgotten
In time that passes with such speed.
How could he say
That we should heed
He knew the way
(c) 1997 Sheryl Hardin All Rights Reserved
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