Christmas time was approaching
the snow is starting to fall
Shoppers choosing their presents
people filling the mall
Children waiting forsanta
with excitement and glee
A little boy tugged my sweater,
looked up and asked me

Where's the line to see Jesus?
Is He here at the store?
If Christmas time is His birthday
why don't we see Him more?

As I stood in amazement at this message profound
I looked down to thank him
he was no where around
The little boy at the mall might as well have had wings
As the tears filled my eyes
I thought I heard him say

Where's the line to see Jesus?
Is He here at the store?
If Christmas time is His birthday
why don't we see Him more?
Where's the line to see Jesus?
He was born for me
Santa Claus brought me presents
but Christ gave His life for me

In the blink of an eye,
at the sound of His trump
We'll all stand in line at His throne
Every knee shall bow down,
every tongue will confess
That Jesus Christ is Lord
Where's the line?
Where's the line?
Where's the line for the Lord?