WHAT SHALL I DO WITH THIS MAN JESUS
What shall I do with this man Jesus
Pilate spoke his thoughts out loud
Would you have me set him free
He posed the question to the crowd
Crucify him! Crucify him!
They all cried out as one
But I find no fault in him
The one they call God’s son
Desiring to please the crowd
Yet seeing nothing wrong he’d done
Pilate ordered Jesus crucified
Knowing they’d shed innocent blood
He called for water to be set before him
And before the people he washed his hands
I am innocent of this man’s blood, he said
Let his blood be on your hands
So they led him to Golgotha
There they nailed him to a tree
They raised him up on high
For all the world to see
Some mocked, some wept, some hid in shame
Yet for each the question remains the same
What shall I do with this man Jesus
Shall I believe the words he’s spoken
Shall I believe that he’s God’s son
The one the prophets spoke of
And said one day would come
The one that would pay the price
And redeem me from my sin
The only one to fill the void
And make the whole again
Or will I be as the scoffers
Will I laugh and mock his name
Claiming that he’s just a man
And try to make it to heaven my own way
Yes all must ask themselves the question
Pilate, you and me
What shall I do with this man Jesus
That gave his life Calvary
Lets not be quick to deny him
And say he’s just a man
For this man whose God himself
Holds our soul in his hands
Mike Bishop 6/13/98