I Wonder
unknown
I wonder what I would have done
Had I been there in that crowd
Would I have spoken to Him
In a voice clear and loud?
Would I have walked beside Him
Down that dirty, rock strewn road?
Would I have tried to steady Him
As He stumbled with His load?
Would I have let Him lean against me?
Would I have gladly borne His weight?
Could I have helped in anyway
To ease His great heartache?
Could I have said the proper words
To comfort His aloneness
To show I shared His sorrow
To attend to His forlorness?
I wonder if I'd been there
Would I have stroked His tear stained cheek
And kissed His bloodied hands
And washed His bloodstained feet?
Would I have rubbed His aching shoulders
Put soothing lotion on His back
Tended to His open wounds
And supplied the water that He lacked?
I know I was not good enough
To volunteer to take His place
But could I have helped Him bear that cross
And kept the sweat from His dear face?
Would I have put my arms around His mother
And hugged her to my breast?
Could I have shielded her from viewing
Her precious Son's tormented death?
Could I have helped prepare His body
And have bathed Him with perfume?
I wonder if I'd been there
Would I have waited by His tomb?
No doubt that Easter Morning
I would have shouted, He is Risen
And I know I would have thanked my God
For that most joyous occasion.
I'm sorry that He suffered
And I am sad it was that way
But I know it was God's plan for man
And because of it...we're saved.
The only thing I could have done
I suppose, had I been there
Would have been to state my love for Him
And tell Him that I cared.