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If I had been there in the crowd
That your death asked for, that crucified you
I have to admit, I would have too
Nailed to that cross
Your hands, my Jesus, if I had been there

Come to think of it, I was there too
I was the one who spit on you, and pierced your side
On second thought
I was the one who crowned with thorns and pain
Your forehead, good Lord, I was there too

If I had been there at the foot of that cross
Hearing you cry out to the Father in solitude
I have to admit, I would have loved you too
Left to die like this, watching you suffer
If I had been there

Come to think of it, I was there too
I was the one who spit on you, and pierced your side
On second thought
I was the one who crowned with thorns and pain
Your forehead, good Lord

Come to think of it, I was there too
I was the one who hit you, and made fun of you
Come to think of it, I was the one who spanked you
I was the one who lacerated your back, my Lord
I was there too