Oh God
Is that your Son
But what had He done
He did nothing wrong
But God
I've cheated and stolen
I've been hurt and I'm broken
Look what I've done
It should be me, not the Son
It should be me, not the Son
It should be me, not the Son
It should be me, not the Son
I wish I could know why they're whipping your flesh
I wish I could know why they're beating your head
I wish I could know why they're wanting you dead
But I don't
I just don't
I wish I could know how they're jeering at you
As the spit from their mouths hits the blood smeared on you
If only they knew you were good through and through
But they don't
Oh they don't
I wish I could carry that cross on your back
I wish I could hold all the burdens you have
I wish I could wipe all the tears from your eyes
But I can't
Oh I can't
It should be me, not the Son
It should be me, not the Son
It should be me, not the Son
It should be me, not the Son
Jesus