Through every week
Night after night
They press in -- to see the Christ
Shovin', crushin', squeezin' each other
When we're alone -- all by ourselves
More crowds -- soon come for help
Shovin', crushin', squeezin' the Teacher there
They're tearin' Him apart
Every every day
Yes, sharin' Him is hard
Oh, what can I say
It's scarin' me a lot
It won't be long, yeah
Tell you right now
Till the Lo-o-o-rd, ooh, He isn't around
'Cause you've shoved Him, you've crushed Him, you've squeezed Him to nothin'
You're tearin' Him apart
Ooh, every every day
Yes, sharin' Him is hard
Oh, yeah, what can I say
Now you've shoved Him, you've crushed Him to nothin'
So wait your turn with Christ
Luke 8:42b
As Jesus was on his way, the crowds almost crushed him.
