Sometimes our opportunities to witness are right next door.
And we may not know what to say.
But sometimes we have something that will help them
to be reached for Jesus Christ.
that will talk in their language and bring them the message of eternal salvation.
But we can't sit here and do nothing.
This is a song from 1981 called Mr. Jones.
Mr. Jones lived in an apartment all alone
Didn't have a friend to even say Hello.
Every night at 11:35 I'd hear him groan
I'm alright, he cried, but he died and he didn't know.
Whoa, Mr. Jones, didn't you hear Him calling, calling, calling?
Mr. Jones, didn't you hear what He said?
Jesus died for you, arms open wide for you, you're falling.
Intellectual mind, you're poor and blind and dead.
Mr. Smith lived in the apartment right next door
Bible-believing, real churchgoing man.
Mr. Smith knows Mr. Jones. What is he waiting for?
Mr. Jones to come to Smith, into his hand.
Whoa, Mr. Jones, didn't you hear Him calling, calling, calling?
Mr. Jones, didn't you hear what He said?
Jesus died for you, arms open wide for you, you're falling.
Intellectual mind, you're poor and blind and dead.
Missionaries stationed 'round about the house one day
Knocked on Jones's door and started to talk.
Though they preached the word, it sounded absurd, and he did say,
Go find another sheep to follow your flock.
Whoa, Mr. Jones, didn't you hear Him calling, calling, calling?
Mr. Jones, didn't you hear what He said?
Jesus died for you, arms open wide for you, you're falling.
Intellectual mind, you're poor and blind and dead.
Mr. Smith, he finally used the telephone
For calling up Mr. Jones, 'cause he cried aloud.
Mr. Jones died, half-satisfied with the things he'd known.
But where he is, satisfaction isn't allowed.
Whoa, Mr. Jones, didn't you hear Him calling, calling, calling?
Mr. Jones, didn't you hear what He said?
Jesus died for you, arms open wide for you, you're falling.
Intellectual mind, you're poor and blind and dead.
God bless you.
I pray you will become a very strong soul winner for Jesus.