
Jesus, Who Are You?
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A poem to help you ponder John 7 and Matthew 11:28-12:14
“Jesus, Who Are You?”
written by Dwayne Sheridan
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Jesus, who are you?
Who are you? Who are you?
Some said, A good man is he
Others amazed that he hadn’t studied
Jesus, who are you?
Who are you? Who are you?
Will Christ do more signs than this man today?
Or is he leading the people astray?
Jesus, who are you?
Who are you? Who are you?
Are you greater than father Abraham?
Did you just claim that you are I Am?
Jesus, who are you?
Now the time had come, for the Feast of the Jews
A time to remember, by sitting in booths
And the leaders of faith, had fallen to pride
Viewed Jesus a threat, and called for his life
But the crowds weren’t sure, in whom to believe
Surprised by the fact, he was able to speak
As they knew of the threat, yet he spoke openly
We know where he’s from, but who could he be?
Jesus, who are you?
Who are you? Who are you?
Some said, A good man is he
Others amazed that he hadn’t studied
Jesus, who are you?
Who are you? Who are you?
Will Christ do more signs than this man today?
Or is he leading the people astray?
Jesus, who are you?
Who are you? Who are you?
Are you greater than father Abraham?
Did you just claim that you are I Am?
Jesus, who are you?
The crowd there was troubled, as they knew that he
Had healed on the Sabbath, was he law breaking?
So Jesus answered, my teaching’s not mine
It comes from the Father, and it’s not my time
And on the matter, of a Sabbath’s break
Cov'nant signs and healings, both are good that day
To know the Father, and know His true plan
I'm Lord of the Sabbath, and Sabbath's for man.
He called himself God, but carried through town
The means of his downfall, and wore a thorned crown
The ring of each nail, rang out from that hill
Just one of three guilty whose blood would be spilled
Did his power run out? His miracles seemed true.
“Father forgive them, they know not they do.”
Then darkness…
A lawful veil torn…
Jesus, who are you?
Who are you? Who are you?
Some said, A good man is he
Others amazed that he hadn’t studied
Jesus, who are you?
Who are you? Who are you?
Will Christ do more signs than this man today?
Or is he leading the people astray?
Jesus, who are you?
Who are you? Who are you?
Are you greater than father Abraham?
Did you just claim that you are I Am?
Jesus, who are you?
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If you like to put eyes to page even more than ears to sound waves, you can find a collection of our host’s poetry in book form on Amazon at http://a.co/d/il1LE0i