Would I be called a Christian
If everybody knew
My secret thoughts and feelings,
And everything I do?
Oh, could they see the likeness
Of Christ in me each day?
Oh, could they hear Him speaking
In every word I say?
Would I be called a Christian
If everyone could know
That I am found in places
Where Jesus could not go?
Oh, could they hear His echo
In every song I sing?
In eating, drinking, dressing,
Could they see Christ my King?
Would I be called a Christian
If judged by what I read?
By all my recreations,
And every thought and deed?
Could I be counted Christ-like
As I now work and pray?
Unselfish, kind, forgiving
To others every day?