Just a Boy on a Bus
Regina Walden
Asheville Music Publishing / BMI / Chris White Music / BMI
Standing by the roadside kicking in the dust
Every Sunday morning as he waited for the bus
He was just a bus kid, where’s his parents people thought
Teachers saw a difference in this child that they taught
They would all soon learn that they were sowing on good ground
He treasured every scripture as his teacher wrote them down
Someday he’d preach the Gospel all around the globe
Just a soul winning bus kid from down a dusty road
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His journey led him far from the church where he was saved
Love planted and it’s clear to see the increase that God gave
He loved the Lord with all his heart and in Him he placed his trust
He grew to be God’s man from just a boy on a bus
He lined up the lawn chairs and pretended they were pews
He made a make shift pulpit sticks were all he had to use
He preached of hell and heaven as his momma watched him play
She never would forget what happened on that day
She listened through the window as tears filled her eyes
With convicting power he spoke the words of life
Her heart was truly broken and she knew that she was lost
God saved her soul from hell as her baby preached the cross