can't shake jesus

naked

alone

cold cobblestones they beat him until the blood ran

they brought him to die

on a cross

up on-high with spikes through his feet and his hands

you can use him

abuse him

mock and accuse him sell him out for thirty pieces

betray him

slay him

do the devil's mayhem but you can't shake jesus

a crown of thorns on his brow

his eye on the crowds all of god's daughters and sons

they're spitting on him

cursing at him forgive them for what they have done. you can use him