His Name Is Jesus
Who was this man who spoke so bold?
Was He a prophet, like one of old?
He touched the lepers, made them clean,
Gave sight to those who had never seen.
His name was Jesus.
Who was this man who calmed the sea,
And from demons set people free,
Who loved to watch the children play,
And often slipped away to pray?
His name was Jesus.
Who was this man who loved the sinner,
And often met with them for dinner?
Self righteous leaders were distressed,
But this man was not impressed.
His name was Jesus.
Who was this man who raised the dead,
Who fed five thousand with five loaves of bread?
He healed the lame so they could walk,
And loosened muted tongues to talk.
His name was Jesus.
Who was this man, falsely accused,
Mocked and beaten, cruelly abused?
The Romans nailed Him to a tree,
While His own refused to set Him free.
His name was Jesus.
Who is this man who conquered death,
Who rose again filled with God's own breath?
His hands and feet scarred by the nails,
Reveal His love that never fails.
His name is Jesus.
His name is Jesus, God's only Son.
He gave His life for everyone.
To those who call upon His name,
He grants salvation, erases shame.
His name is Jesus.
Copyright © Kim Merryman | Year Posted 2023
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