The Thief
Whenever
people ask me about my core beliefs/I tell them the story of Jesus and the thief
//When I hear that story, it's plain for me to see/The thief that died upon the
cross could easily be me. Yeah, the thief that died with Jesus, could easily be
me.//
His life was probably meager,
not much he could afford/The only thing that saved him, was he recognized the
Lord. And the question you must answer, when all your time is through/Will you
know Jesus when you see Him? And will he remember you?
Oh, we'll never know the reason he was nailed onto that tree/But he looked into
Jesus' eyes and said, "Lord, remember me"/His life was less than perfect, that's
all that he could say/But Jesus looked at him and said, "You'll be with me today"/
"When I come into my kingdom, you will be with Me today".
So,
as we lead our troubled lives, one hope we can embrace/The Son of God can deliver,
the entire human race So when Satan tells you all is lost, return his scorn with
laughter/'Cause the thief that died upon the cross, lives happily ever after.
