Rich Mullins  Oh, You did not have a home  There were places You visited frequently  You took off Your shoes and scratched Your feet  'Cause you knew that the whole world belongs to the meek  But You did not have a home  No, You did not have a home  And You did not take a wife  There were pretty maids all in a row  Who lined up to touch the hem of Your robe  But You had no place to take them, so  You did not take a wife  No, You did not take a wife  Birds have nests, foxes have dens  But the hope of the whole world rests  On the shoulders of a homeless man  You had the shoulders of a homeless man  No, You did not have a home  Well you had no stones to throw  You came without an ax to grind  You did not tow the party line  No wonder sight came to the blind  You had no stones to throw  You had no stones to throw  And You rode and ass' foal  They spread their coats and cut down palms  For You and Your donkey to walk upon  But the world won't find what it thinks it wants  On the back of an ass' foal  So I guess You had to get sold  'Cause the world can't stand what it can't own  And it can't own You  'Cause You did not have a home  Birds have nests, foxes have dens  But the hope of the whole world rests  On the shoulders of a homeless man  You had the shoulders of a homeless man  No, You did not have a  Birds have nests, foxes have dens  But the hope of the whole world rests  On the shoulders of a homeless man  You had the shoulders of a homeless man  And the world can't stand what it can't own  And it can't own You  'Cause You did not have a home