Jesucristo Vive
Tenía pies y yo le cargaba
Tenía boca pero no me hablaba
Y yo creía que mi Jesús
Era reliquia de un mostrador
Y ya lo ves, me equivoqué
Mi Dios no es de madera, ni de cartón
Jesucristo no está muerto, Jesucristo vive
No requiere ser cargado para ir donde El quiere
Yo no sé porque el artista lo pinta clavado
Si el venció la muerte ya no está crucificado
Y mi Jesucristo está ya a tu lado
Te hicieron de barro por conveniencia
Algún escultor sin alma y conciencia
Pudo engañar mi sentimiento
Hasta que por fin yo tuve un encuentro
Su amor es fiel, y sabe a miel
Por eso mientras viva le cantaré a El
Jesus Christ Lives
He had feet and I carried him
He had a mouth but he didn't speak to me
And I believed that my Jesus
Was a relic on a counter
And you see, I was wrong
My God is not made of wood, nor cardboard
Jesus Christ is not dead, Jesus Christ lives
He doesn't need to be carried to go where He wants
I don't know why the artist paints him nailed
If he conquered death, he is no longer crucified
And my Jesus Christ is already by your side
They made you out of clay for convenience
Some sculptor without soul and conscience
Could deceive my feelings
Until finally I had an encounter
His love is faithful, and tastes like honey
That's why as long as I live I will sing to Him