God Lives There

There's a cardboard house
Beneath the bridge
At 10th and Broadway
That the old man calls home
He drowns his sorrow and regret
The cheap wine helps him forget
That the best years of his life
Are all but gone
'Til the preacher man
From the Tabernacle Rescue Mission
Tells him about amazing grace
And he finds what he's missin'

And it didn't take a steeple
Stained glass or perfect people
Thеre's a cardboard house
Benеath the bridge
And people pass by
'Cause they don't care
But God lives there

There's an old folks home
Down by the river
Called The Sunny View
Where she's worked for years
Changing bed pans, scrubbing floors
Loving those who've been ignored
These last days here
And every now and then
She sits beside someone
And takes their hand
And sings about a Savior
And her Promised Land

And it didn't take a steeple
Stained glass or perfect people
There's an old folks home
Down by the river
That becomes a house of prayer
'Cause God lives there

Oh, Jesus said
"When you've done it
To the least of these
You've done it to Me"

And it didn't take a steeple
Stained glass or perfect people
It takes you and me
To go and be the hands and feet
Of the One who cares
That God lives there