He's My Son

You may be familiar with the Mark Shultz song "He's My Son."

Several years ago our church presented an Easter musical and included a reworded version of this song. It was sung by the character of Mary, Jesus' mother, during the crucifixion. Our worship leader got permission from the lady who rewrote the words to use them in our musical. I'm not sure who she is, but she did a wonderful job.

He's My Son

Down on His knees last night He prayed
Hoping this cup would pass away
But He knew the choice that He must make
He knew the price He’d have to pay

He was so tired; the tears stained His precious face
The soldiers burst in, and they took Him away
And I tried not to cry as the tears filled my eyes

Can You hear me? Am I getting through today?
Can You see him? Can’t You make this go away?
If You can hear me, let me take His place somehow.
See, He’s not just anyone, He’s my son.

When He was a child I watched Him sleep.
I dreamed of the Man that He would be.
I tried to be strong and see Him through,
But God, what I need right now is You.

I'm not really sure what all has happened here.
I’m trusting You now. I know there is nothing to fear.
But I’m tired and I’m scared; let me know that You’re there.

Can You hear me? Am I getting through today?
Can You see him? Can’t You make this go away?
If You can hear me, let me take His place somehow.
See, He’s not just anyone, He’s my son.

Can You hear me? Am I getting through today?
Can You see him? Can’t You make this go away?
If You can hear me, let me take His place somehow.
See, He’s not just anyone

Can You hear me?
Can You see him?
Please don’t leave Him
He’s ....Your Son