Barabbas

I heard a shout from the crowd Set the guilty free To this day I still think about Why him and not me I'd heard the man was innocent That he'd done nothing wrong As he said underneath his breath Forgive them, they no not what they've done I made my way that day out of harms way Swearing never to look back But felt the urge, wouldn't call it courage That held me down where I was at Following at a short distance The one who took my palce With a strong need for forgiveness I still hold to this day Through it all with him on trial I felt the guilt, the shame Could not help but think about Me being partially to blame As he stood there in silence A lamb being led to slaughter The hungry wolves would have his head He'd be dead by tomorrow Guilty came the verdict To the worlds sigh of relief As once again I wondered Why him Lord, not me I followed along as he carried his cross Hoping not to be recognized You never know how far a crowd will go Or when a mob could change their mind This is the other side of the story From the day I was set free The day my life was changed when I Watched the Prince of Peace hang on that tree Dying for the sin of you and me