19 Jun Son of Simon

Why do you think you were chosen,
Son of Simon?
The reasons for all sins are a mystery
Yet we recognize yours for the degree

While the body and blood were still on your tongue
You delivered the body and blood of the Son
I cannot condemn nor judge another sinner
Even if that man betrayed the Christ over dinner
Because every single sin is betrayal, you know
No sin yesterday is worse than sin tomorrow
But who was it that said you were Praised
In those days?

Why do you think you were chosen,
Son of Simon?
Was your kiss recompense for
When he washed your feet on the floor?

We can say anything to distance us from you
But within your betrayal is something that’s true
Being a disciple is not the end but the start
You can be near Him and never change your heart
Following Jesus means following Him well
Because remember that He passed through Hell
And if you don’t stay by Him all of the way,
There you’ll stay.

Why do you think you were chosen,
Son of Simon?
Were you quiet when they talked, Judas
And asked who was the “greatest among us”?