Wayne Watson   I Corinthians 10:12/I Peter 2:21-22  I read the mornin' paper  To my surprise and shame  Said a black eye of embarrassment  Been attached to Jesus' name  Some mortal man convicted of some moldy moral sin  And the skeptics wage their tongues and say  "There goes that Jesus again"  The story graced the TV  And the magazines too long  And if my heart ain't broken yet  There must be somethin' wrong  Because but for the grace of God  I know it could be me  And all that's left for me to do  Is to help the world to see  Chorus  That's not Jesus  He doesn't carry on that way  Just some flesh and blood like you and me  Somehow gone astray  That's not Jesus, no  No matter what "they" say  He doesn't need me to defend Him  He just wants me to obey  He just wants me to obey  Have you seen the masterpiece  Of Jesus on the cross  Well, if He's still a-hangin' there  I'm hopeless--I am lost  I believe the tomb is empty  And the stone's been rolled away  And because of all this trouble  I still feel compelled to say  Chorus  And if your vision of Him  Has gotten somehow blurred  By a stumbling soldier in the field  I'd like to say "I'm sorry"  And remind you of one thing  One day all the Truth will be revealed  Repeat Chorus