A church here, a church there,
Is his love anywhere?

I visited on day and sat on the pew,
Someone looked at me and asked who are you?

No one special I replied wit a little fear,
I'm looking for someone that I am not sure is here.

They wanted to help me, I didn't think they could,
How would they believe I was here because of a piece of wood?

I decided to trust them for I needed to see,
If I could get what he had for me.

I told them who I was looking for,
They said I had come through the right door.

They chuckled and said listen dear,
I'm sure you will find that he's right here.

That day I learned through words carried on air,
Jesus is here, there, and everywhere.

If I look to him I will see,
His love did not die on the tree.

Finally, I have been set free,
I found his love for you and me.