Right Here In America

There are Christians in Russia, they meet underground,

In China they're killed when they're found.

And in Cuba the Christians live up in the hills

Because it's not safe in the towns.

And to think it might happen right here in America,

I know you think it's not true,

But it's happening to Christians right here in America,

Wait 'til it happens to you.

The Christians in Berkeley are passing out Bibles

And food to the hungry

They're hoping to help out the people this way.

But there are threats of the lives

Of their leaders and wives,

They're not welcome to stay.

And to think it might happen right here in America,

Maybe you think it's not true,

If you it's not happening to Christians right here in America,

Wait 'til it happens to you.

There's an underground church and it's following Jesus

And hoping to meet people's needs

But we don't have the time to build nice little churches,

Besides we don't need to -

We're holding our church in the streets.

And we are passing out leaflets and underground pamphlets

From Buffalo to Monterey

And we're talkin' 'bout Jesus and all of a sudden

We're arrested and taken away.

So I ask you, America, where do you stand?

Your people are starving, they're beaten and they're raped

And they're dying in jail cells, so what are your plans?

I'm not talking to congress or you politicians

Or Panthers or Muslims or Nixon or Birch,

I'm addressing this song to the church.

'Cause I've been in your churches and sat in your pews

And heard sermons on just how much money you'll need for the year.

And I've heard you make reference to Mexicans, Chinamen,

Niggers and Jews

And I gather you wish we would all disappear.

And you call yourselves Christians, when really you're not,

You're living your life as you please.

If you're really a Christina, then put down yourself

And follow wherever God leads.

I'm not talkin' religion, I'm talkin' 'bout Jesus,

Put all your plans on the shelf,

Let's stop marching for peace, and start marching for Jesus

And peace will take care of itself.

Well, I pray that we Christians will get off our sofas

And stand up for what we believe

The time is too short, and Christ is returning

We'd better get ready to leave.

We who are Christians should turn on the light,

So the truth will shine bright as the day

Jesus will come like a thief in the night,

And he'll steal all who love him away.

There are Christians in Russia, they meet underground,

In China they're killed when they're found.

And in Cuba the Christians live up in the hills

Because it's not safe in the towns.

And to think it might happen right here in America,

I see you shaking your heads and I hear you saying

It just can't be true.

But it's happened to me right here in America,

Wait 'til it happens to you.