Текст песни Where Jesus Is

This mornin the pews were hay bales
the pulpit a saddle thrown over a stall
the floor just a carpet of sawdust
the babtistry just a rusty ol' traun

there were no stepals
there were no hymnals
but heaven came down
there were no suits
just worn out boots
standin on holy ground
i guess its true if even two
are gathered in his hands
thats where Jesus is

somewhere they were gathered and prayin
their alter a footlocker thrown in the sand
sundays at home just a memory
but there in that tent they still felt his hand

there were no stepals
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but heaven came down

there were no suits
just worn out boots
standin on holy ground
i guess its true if even two
are gathered in his hands
thats where Jesus is

on an airplane or this old bus

in a silence he always meets us
where there's stepels
where there's no hymnals
heaven comes down
in our sunday shoes
or in our cowboy boots
it is all holy ground
i guess its true if even two
are gathered in his hands
thats where Jesus is
This is where Jesus is