copyright Crystal Lewis, Brian Ray



Jackie had a dad who didn't have Jesus

He had no hope, no reason to live

One day she told him of the peace He brings us

The freedom God so freely gives



For fifteen years, eight of those were Jackie's

He wouldn't hear and he wouldn't see

Then before he died he asked Jackie

Who's this man who'll set me free?



ooh little Jackie...ooh little Jackie



He's the man who gave His life for me

Not just a man, in fact a King

The blind see His mercy, the deaf hear His voice



I know Him she said, and He wants to know you



Jackie saw her dad go home to see Jesus

Now she watches a dying world

So much in need of hope and of rest

So much in need of the peace she knows



ooh little Jackie...ooh little Jackie



The world despises, the foolish reign

They mock the Word of God we live

Even though they love to hate Him

He loves them so...that's who Jesus is