Thursday, March 28, 2013

"My Jesus" Song and lyrics by Todd Agnew





Which Jesus do you serve?
Which Jesus do you serve?

If Ephesians says to imitate Christ
Then why do you look so much like this world?

Cause my Jesus bled and died
He spent his time with thieves and liars
He loved the poor and accosted the arrogant
So which one do you what to be?

Blessed are the poor in spirit
Or do we pray to be blessed with the wealth of this land?

Blessed are they that hunger and thirst for righteousness
Or do we ache for another taste of this world of shifting sand?

Cause my Jesus bled and died for my sins
He spent His time with thieves and sluts and liars
He loved the poor and accosted the rich
So which one do you want to be?

Who is this that you follow?
This picture of the American dream
If Jesus was here would you walk right by on the other side, or fall down and worship at his holy feet?

Pretty blue eyes and curly brown hair and a clear complexion,
Is how you see him as he died for your sins;

But the Word says he was battered and scarred
Or did you miss that part?
Sometimes I doubt we’d recognize him.

Cause my Jesus bled and died,
He spent his time with thieves and the least of these.
He loved the poor and accosted the comfortable,
So which one do you want to be?

Cause my Jesus would never be accepted in my church,
The blood and dirt on his feet would stain the carpet.

But he reaches for the hurting and despised the proud,
I think He’d prefer Beal St. to the stained glass crowd,
And I know that He can hear me if I cry out loud;

I want to be like my Jesus!
I want to be like my Jesus!

Not a poster-child for American prosperity, but like my Jesus.

You see I’m tired of living for success and popularity.

I want to be like my Jesus, but I’m not sure what that means to be like you Jesus.

Cause you said to live like you, love like you, but then you died for me.

I want to be like my Jesus.
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I am still not quite sure what it means to be like you, Jesus, but I'm still trying to figure it out. 

And I am certain Jesus would be accepted at my church.

I wish a blessed Easter to all my readers around the world.

Maranatha!

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