Strange And Scary

He told me for my sins that Jesus Christ died
And by people like me that he was crucified
And nailed to a timber cross on Calvary
Big with a loud voice he seemed scary to me.

In the prime of his life big, aggressive and strong
I dared not tell him that he had it all wrong
And compared to him I seemed quite aging and small
So I listened on and said nothing at all.

At such a time not to argue for me did seem wise
It may have saved me a bloodied face and swollen eyes
I could not say to him that it was not I
Who caused his great hero on Calvary to die.

He seemed to think for Christ's death I was to blame
And for that I should feel remorse and shame
A quick tempered loud mouthed angry young man
To deal with him silence did seem my best plan.

I was happy to see him walk off down the street
He is one I never again hope to meet
Strange and scary people like him one does not meet every day
A religious manic depressive he did seem that way.