paroles de chanson The Face of Christ - Chris Rice
He
shares
a
room
outside
with
a
dozen
other
guys
And
the
only
roof
He
knows
is
that
sometimes
starry
sky
A
tattered
sleeping
bag
on
a
concrete
slab
is
His
bed
And
it's
too
cold
to
talk
tonight
So
I
just
sit
with
Him
instead
and
think
How
did
I
find
myself
in
a
better
place
I
can't
look
down
on
the
frown
on
the
other
guy's
face
'Cause
when
I
stoop
down
low
Look
Him
square
in
the
eye
I
get
a
funny
feeling
I
just
might
be
dealing
with
the
face
of
Christ
After
sixteen
years
in
a
cold,
grey
prison
yard
Somehow
His
heart
is
soft
But
keeping
simple
faith
is
hard
He
lays
His
bible
open
on
the
table
next
to
me
And
as
I
hear
His
humble
prayer
I
feel
His
longing
to
be
free
someday
How
did
I
find
myself
in
a
better
place
I
can't
look
down
on
the
frown
on
the
other
guy's
face
'Cause
when
I
stoop
down
low
Look
Him
square
in
the
eye
I
get
a
funny
feeling
I
just
might
be
dealing
with
the
face
of
Christ
See,
you
had
no
choice
which
day
you
would
be
born
Or
the
colour
of
your
skin,
or
what
planet
you'd
be
on
Would
your
mind
be
strong
Would
your
eyes
be
blue
or
brown
Whether
daddy
would
be
rich
Or
if
momma
stuck
around
at
all
So
if
you
find
yourself
in
a
better
place
You
can't
look
down
on
the
frown
on
the
other
guy's
face
You
gotta
stoop
down
low
Look
Him
square
in
the
eye
And
get
a
funny
feeling
You
just
might
be
dealing
Oh,
how
did
I
find
myself
in
a
better
place
I
can't
look
down
on
the
frown
on
the
other
guy's
face
'Cause
when
I
stoop
down
low
Look
Him
square
in
the
eye
I
get
a
funny
feeling
I
just
might
be
dealing
with
the
face
of
Christ
With
the
face
of
Christ
With
the
face
of
Christ,
yeah
With
the
face
of
Christ,
yeah
With
the
face
of
Christ
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