Come to think of it;
Jesus was quite humble while on earth
If I were Jesus that resurrected from the dead,
I would run round the streets of Jerusalem with my disciples
I would run shouting, ‘who dey breeeeeet!’
I would walk me like a king before the Jews
I would walk with my shoulders high
I would walk before Caiaphas, Pilate and Herod
If I were Jesus, I won’t ride on a donkey
I would ride on their guilt
I would rub it on their faces
With majesty and power, I would ride
If I were Jesus, I would lash out on my disciples
They doubted my resurrection story
They sold their faith and bought fear
Small wonder, they left me lonely at Gethsemane
Oh Gethsemane! Many were thy sorrow
How can I forget thy torture?
How can I forget the pain and anguish?
My sweats of blood dotted thy garden
Oh Gethsemane! Jerusalem’s Olives Mount
Green were thy leaves, green were thy memories
Scene of agony, betrayal and arrest
Yet Zebedee’s sons found thy garden a sleeping bed
If I were Jesus, the chief priests would find unrest
The people will find them liars
On blasphemy they accused me,
The Jews would know the true story
If I were Jesus,
Would I drink that cup of suffering?
If only Zebedee’s wife knew,
She wouldn’t dare make the request.
How dare me be Jesus, slain
The spotless lamb without stain
Slain for sin; slain for my gain
Jesus Christ is that lamb
The Lamb was beaten in gangs
On Calvary’s tree, He hangs
Jerusalem’s women beheld the pangs
Of our dying Jesus on good Friday
Now, how good is Good Friday?
What is good about the day?
Good my sins were washed away
Jesus died for my sins
This is why I won’t shout, ‘who dey breeeeeet!’
I would reflect on the mystery of salvation
All things have become a new edition
On Easter, heralds the celebration
If I were Jesus, I wouldn’t revenge
He forgave me when I was at the edge
I am glad, I sing no dirge
Jesus died that I may live
Heaven is wedded to Earth
Man is reconciled to his creator
This is why Jesus rose from the dead
Halleluiah! This is Easter!
Jesus broke the chains of death
He destroyed sin forever
He rose triumphant from the grave
Halleluiah! This is Easter!
I adore you, O Jesus, and I praise you
By your death, I am born anew
By your rising from the dead, you paid my due
Halleluiah! This is Easter!
How can I celebrate new life at Easter?
‘If I were Jesus’ I will never say again
‘I want to be like Jesus’ I say, instead
Wearing a new life in His image
