A Bumper Sticker
Robert L. Withers
I thought You were a bumper
sticker
How stupid could I be?
I thought You were a pithy
saying,
“I Found It” I proclaimed.
Then I thought You were an
experience,
Which I needed to join the
club.
Then it was that special doctrine,
Distinct to just a few.
But of course You were really
all about music,
A certain sound and type.
And then it was a worldview,
And then a certain flag.
Then a political party, came
to save my soul,
Did I mention health and
wealth, or eschatology?
But then I left them all
behind,
So that I could follow You.
Cause You ain’t no bumper
sticker,
Or any of these other things,
You’re Jesus Christ the Son
of God
And You died and rose for me.
And I will glory in nothing
else,
For there is no one other
than You,
To Whom my soul belongs,
Jesus Christ, I’ll follow You!!!
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