Are You still there my Jesus?
We are so alone.
There's a lockdown Jesus, we have no church home.
Your church is bolted Jesus
We cannot enter in.
Are you still there dear Jesus, our infant God & King?
We kneel upon the church step.
We shed a quiet tear.
Lord save us, less we perish for truly do we fear.
You calm the storm dear Jesus.
You cure the sick and lame
End the Chinese Tyrants
Heal us once again.
You are essential Jesus
Our only God and King.
Give wisdom to Your shepherds.
Open wide the door.
If the church is going to make its members wear a mask in order to appease the government, they might as well have the doors locked. No sense in going to church with a mask on.