Jesus Was A Crossmaker
Judee Sill (1944-1979)
Sweet silver angels over the sea,
Please, come down flying low for me.
One time I trusted a stranger
'cause I heard his sweet song.
And it was gently enticing me,
Though there was something wrong.
But, when I turned he was gone.
Blinding me, his song remains reminding me
He's a bandit and a heart breaker.
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker.
Sweet silver angels over the sea,
Please, come down flying low for me.
He wages war with the devil,
A pistol by his side.
And though he chases him out windows
And won't give him a place to hide,
He keeps his door open wide.
Fighting him he lights a lamp inviting him.
He's a bandit and a heart breaker.
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker.
Sweet silver angels over the sea,
Please, come down flying low for me.
I hear the thunder come rumbling.
The light never looked so dim.
I see the junction get nearer,
And danger is in the wind.
And either road's looking grim.
Hiding me, I flee, desire dividing me,
He's a bandit and a heart breaker.
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker
Yes, Jesus was a cross maker.
Sweet silver angels over the sea,
Please, come down flying low for me.
One time I trusted a stranger,
'cause I heard his sweet song.
And it was gently enticing me
Though there was something wrong.
But, when I turned he was gone.
Blinding me, his song remains reminding me,
He's a bandit and a heart breaker,
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker.
Yes, Jesus was a cross maker.
Oh, but Jesus was a cross maker.
Sweet silver angels over the sea,
Please, come down flying low for me.
