As I sat broken down,
on the side of the street.
I was trying to fix a flat,
and whom should I meet.
It was Jesus,
and He was headed my way.
He said,
"looks like you could use a hand today."
I said, no Lord,
it's just a flat.
I'll be up and going soon.
I'm fine, right where I'm at.
He said,
"Are you sure, it'll just take a minute."
I said, no Lord,
My heart's just not in it.
As He headed on up the road,
to the next person broken down.
I opened the door and got back in,
never making a sound.
You see I'd been sitting right here,
for years, you see.
And He had stopped by everyday,
and offered to help me.
He'd stop and offer,
and then we would chat.
But my word's, were always the same.
I'm fine...right where I'm at.
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