Like they hung Him from a cross
For the times I feel lost
In a wooden frame with splinters
Where my family kneels to pray
You'll hear the words He used to say
I've got a picture of Jesus
In His arms so many prayers rest
We've got a picture of Jesus
And with Him we shall be forever blessed
There was a man in our time
His words shine bright like the sun
He tried to lift the masses
He was a picture of Jesus
With Him so many prayers rest
In His arms so many prayers rest
With Him we shall be forever blessed
Somedays have no beginning
Some roads are straight and narrow
We long to be a picture of Jesus
In His arms so many prayers rest
I long to be a picture of Jesus
With Him we shall be forever blessed.