The brothels close in Bolivia
One Friday of the year
I wonder, do the prostitutes,
To Jesus Christ, draw near
Do they remember Christ
How He ate with their kind
Along with corrupt men
Who cheated people blind
Do they remember Christ
Who hurled no condemnation
At the adulteress caught in the act
But gave her hope for salvation
Do they remember Christ
Who fully knew the past
Of the woman at the well,
Whose marriages didn't last
He offered her the gift of faith,
To drink of Living Water
To believe that she could be
God's beloved daughter
Do they remember Christ
Whose flesh was whipped and torn
Who was spit upon and mocked
Assailed with shame and scorn
Do they remember Christ
And the cross on which He died
Who promised paradise
To the repentant by His side
Do they remember Christ
Do they take the bread and wine
Do they taste of God's forgiveness
Do they hear Him say, "Be Mine"
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