I had trouble with Jerusalem’s streets
Here and there
The ends never seemed to meet
I was always lost

I studied a map
Still no luck
It was just tough
Nothing seemed to match

Driving through the streets one day
I noticed all the hills
God had made this place He loved
And hills were everywhere

Then I hit a curve
It ran back and forth
God had placed His hand here
On this place He loved

Ancient streets had followed His way
Working thru the grooves
Suddenly it made sense to me
The roads followed God’s hand

Jerusalem Holy City
The place where earth and heaven meet
The roads are placed where God’s grace
Traced His love in thee

This may not be good science
And it may not be exact
But it helped me learn the roads in here
To travel thru Jerusalem and back

CC 3/23/05