Oh You

Oh you who walked upon the sea Across the waves of Galilee And died nailed to a cross on Calvary I hope you did not die for me. For i'd rather you died old and gray Than for me throw your life away Since i'm not one of the humble who Go to a church to pray to you. Oh you who came back from the dead And walked amongst the lowly bred And for the human family suffered pain Your agonies must seem in vain. You lived amongst us mortal men And preached on the evils of sin But sin is still alive and well And a crowded road is the road to hell. Oh you who wore a crown of thorns And knew the pain of others scorn If you returned to life today Men would treat you in the same way. Oh you who died on Calvary As a victim of man's inhumanity Your name lives on in history But i hope you did not die for me.