If I were Jesus Christ

If I were Jesus Christ I’d carry the cross all over the world/
Just to remind the devil that no weight is heavier than my strength.
If I were the Son of Man I would wear the cross to every spiritualwar/
Just to remind him (devil) that I have already defeated him on thecross.

If I were Jesus Christ I’d tattoo scriptures on my forehead/
Scriptures that reminds him that my father fights for me/
And that the Angels of war back me up.
If I were the Son of Man I would show the devil holes left by hisnails/
I would show him these with the most genuine of smiles/
Just so he may grasp that my scars do not remind me the pains heafflicted
Nor do they make me bitter and angry
But that they remind me of where my Father found me/
Where He moved me from and just how miraculously he healed me…

If I were Christ I’d always open my hands wide for the devil every timeI see him/
Just to remind him that when he spread my arms wide on the cross/
He was actually opening my arms wide open to even the most wicket ofsinners/
And that he unaware erased every sin committed by the hands of a man.

If I were Jesus Christ, I would dine at a table with the devil andhis congregation.
Then I’d fold my feet in the same manner he folded them/
When he drove nails through them on the cross.
Just to remind him that when he thought men would no longer walk asa result/
They actually walked even closer to God/
And every distance they walked,
away from God before the cross, was reversed.

If I were Jesus Christ I’d sit on every table side ways/
I would walk sideways and in everything I do I would show the devilonly a side of me/
Just to remind him that broken relationships were healed at thatinstant.
Then sitting sideways on a table/
I would drink water oozing from my right-side wound/
Just to remind him no man shall ever be thirsty again/
Just to remind him sins have been washed away.
And for wine I’d drink from the same wound…

If I were Jesus Christ I would wear a crown of thorns as my hallow/
Just to show him his thorns has been turned into a blessing by my Father/
Then again remind him that he cannot pierce as far as my mind/
For my mind is a battle field,
A battle field that my Father is and will always be the undisputedchampion of.

If I were Jesus Christ I would in every situation/
appear from the grave as my door or entrance point/
Just to see his face when he remembers my resurrection powers.
I would tattoo on my body the faces of every man I healed, delivered
And lead to my Father.
So he may remember the wonderful works done by my Father through me.

Then I would finish by writing this scripture on the clouds: “Verytruly I tell you, whoever believes in me will do the works I have been doing,and they will do even greater things than these…”
Just to remind my brothers on earth whenever they look up/
That: they too have healing powers.
That: they too can cast out demons.
That: they too can defeat whatever cross in their lives.
And that they too, have resurrection powers from every situation ordeath in their lives.
Only if and when they believe.

But since I am only mortal,since I am only Immanuel God’s trusted Poet…
All I can do is write about these things and hope the devil canread.
Since I am only a poet, I can only write what my Father recites tome/

And hope readers read with understanding and that listeners hear Himthrough me.