My Name Is Jesus
My name is Matthew
You might have seen me
Preaching and singing
On these dusty streets
Just one of many
Who were following Jesus
We were all witness
To miraculous feats
Maybe you just heard
Last week they took Him
On Friday my Lord
Was hung on a cross
It’s been three days now
And I feel so empty
It’s Sunday morning
And I feel so lost
My name is Mary
My heart is heavy
I’ve cried so much,
I can’t cry anymore
How could this happen?
He was so gentle
I’ve never met a man
Like Him before
How I adored Him
How I believed Him
Such a sweet peace
When He walked in the room
I washed his feet,
Oh but lately I can’t sleep
It’s Sunday morning,
Think I’ll visit His tomb
My name is Peter
Maybe they told you
I had denied Him
I’m sorry it’s true
He knew my weakness
Still He forgave me
I stood up to the soldiers,
There were only a few
But I felt His hand come
To rest on my shoulder
He lowered my sword
Is this what I’ve taught?
That’s when they took Him;
Later they beat Him
It’s Sunday morning;
I wish now I’d fought
I am a soldier
I am a Roman
I saw the wound in His side, cut so deep
I have been stationed
All night at his graveside
But it’s Sunday morning, and I fell asleep
There in the darkness
the earth shook and trembled
The tomb was found empty
The stone rolled away
Mary left weeping
On the path was a stranger
In the first light of Sunday,
She asked Him His name
She asked Him His name
He said my name is Jesus
And I have returned
From the grave
In fulfillment of my Father’s plan
I marched into hell,
Past the gates of that Kingdom
And I have returned
With the keys in my hand
I am the son of God
I’m the redeemer
I’m the great shepherd
And I am the Lamb
I was the crucified sacrifice Friday night
But it’s Sunday morning and I am alive!
My name is Jesus!
(Tell all the world He’s alive, He’s alive!)
Tell all the world He’s alive, He’s alive!
My name is Jesus!
(Tell all the world He’s alive, He’s alive!)
Tell all the world he’s alive, he’s alive!
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