Click on button to play music. Someone Named Jesus For so long, I wandered: no place to go, No one beside me, and no way to know ... There was someone who loved me And cared what I did; Someone named Jesus, Who found where I hid. Lost in a world of confusion, Hiding from grief and from pain, I didn't know who I could turn to. Then, I heard Jesus calling my name. This someone, named Jesus, Found where I hid; Someone, named Jesus, Cared for all that I did, He's someone named Jesus, Who means all to me; Someone named Jesus, Who helped me to see. © by Claytia Doran More of Claytia's Poetry Pages optimized for viewing with Firefox     Before using any of my graphics (Sue | RSH | 2HisGlory), please check HERE.