Lost in the crowd hoping God did not see,
the part that I'd played in Christ's agony.
For I'd cried "Hosanna, " and then "Crucify."
Stood there at His trial and watched Him die.
Saw sadistic soldiers and the fickle crowd
with Pilate standing there pompous and proud.
Watched this gross miscarriage of the law
that was so brutal, so offensive, so raw.
But Jesus stood silent in the midst of it all
the scapegoat upon whom God's wrath would fall
It should have been me. I'm the guilty one
It should have been me. Not God's Only Son.
It should have been me, for mine was the sin
but God took it all and laid it upon Him.
Jesus paid the price, but it should have been me
He made the sacrifice that set me free.