Who Killed Jesus?

Was it Roman soldiers, with their tools of war?
Driving nails through hands that did no wrong?
Mocking and abusing, crowning Him with thorns,
All the evidence is very strong.

Ch: Who killed Jesus many years ago?
Who is guilty of a crime so low?
Why did He have to die, what is the reason why?
Who Killed Jesus? I would like to know.

Was it Pontius Pilate? He was governor,
Trying to decide the case that day-
Finding that the Savior had no fault His own,
Was he guilty when he turned away?

Ch: Who killed Jesus many years ago?
Who is guilty of a crime so low?
Why did He have to die, what is the reason why?
Who Killed Jesus? I would like to know.

Was it Hebrew children, proud of who they were?
Shouting, “Crucify Him?” at their King?
Trading their Messiah for a common thief,
Turning down the kingdom He could bring.

Ch: Who killed Jesus many years ago?
Who is guilty of a crime so low?
Why did He have to die, what is the reason why?
Who Killed Jesus? I would like to know.

When I think of Jesus and the way He died,
How upon Him all my sin was laid,
all the other people fade away from view,
It’s for me the sacrifice was made.

2nd Ch: I no longer wonder anymore—
I have found what I’ve been searching for!
My sin demanded hell—on Him the judgment fell—
I am guilty, now it’s plain to see—
that it was really me!

This song was one of my all time favorites growing up as a kid, especially after I came to know the Lord as my personal Lord and Savior (I don’t know the author).

Today marks the anniversary of my “Spiritual Birthday”. Thirty-two years ago on this day, I asked my mom a question that changed my life forever. “If Jesus was killed on this day why do we call it good?” My sweet mother sat me down, a new believer herself, and explained to me that I was not perfect and that is the only way to get into heaven. Jesus who was perfect died on this day many years ago to pay for my sins. All I needed to do was believe in Him and that He died for me and I could go to heaven. So it was a “good” day because if Jesus hadn’t died we would have no way to get to heaven.

Only eight at the time, I didn’t have any questions or doubts about what she was saying. It made perfect sense to me. I didn’t need her to prove it, she was my mom and I had seen evidence in her life and my dad’s the entire year before. Something was different about them, Jesus had changed their lives. So I prayed with my mother and my life was forever changed also. Not perfect by any means, but definitely forgiven.

Isaiah 53:5-6 “But He was pierced for our transgressions, He was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon Him, and by His wounds we are healed. We all, like sheep, have gone astray, each of us has turned to his own way; and the LORD has laid on Him the iniquity of us all.”

2 Corinthians 5:17 “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!”