“Give us Barabbas but let Christ die!”
They preferred a robber to God’s Holy Son
Whom they mocked and ridiculed for their fun.
“Not this man”, they shouted with intent
Blinded to the fact they needed to repent,
Under the curse of the law, death their wage
“Give us Barabbas!” They requested in their rage.
“Not this man” who came unto his own,
Creator of the world having laid aside His throne,
He came to his own but they received him not
“Not this man!” Pilate heard their refrain
As they shouted in his ears again and again,
“So what shall we do with him the Christ?”
“Crucify him! Crucify him for his blasphemous vice!”
“Not this man!” The then world had renounced him
As in today’s world urged on by their sin,
Jesus the Christ was reviled and bewailed
While Barabbas an insurrectionist was publicly
regaled.
“Not this man!” They cried then as also today,
“Give us Barabbas!
Give us our own way!
His blood be on us and on all our children.”
Pilate yielded to their cry and gave into them.
“Not this man” was the choice made by man
And yet it fitted in well with God’s divine plan,
Planned before earth’s foundations were laid
That the price for man’s sin by this man would be paid.
“Not this man”, rejection and approval agreed in one,
The darkness of night would soon give way to dawn,
Man’s rejection of Christ and God’s approval of the
same
Redounded to man’s benefit, Glory to God’s name!
If not this man then who else can there be?
Who else, tell me can rescue you and me?
“Not this man” was the rant of a misguided crowd
But today this heart beats for Jesus unceasingly loud.
Do you still say “not this man” when ever he calls?
Are you still goaded on by man’s applause?
“Not this man” could come back to haunt you some day
If you continually refuse to let Christ have his way.
"Not this man", he could not have done what they said,
"Not this man", who healed the sick and raised the dead,
"Not this man", they said give them Barabbas instead,
For me "not this man's" precious blood was shed.
"Not this man" has become the man on my throne,
"Not this man" has made my heart his home,
"Not this man" will rent the clouds as he comes again
And though undeserving with this man I shall reign.
Stewart Russell © 2016
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