Revenge (Switchfoot Cover)

Judas betrayed Jesus with a kiss. The crowds he had healed and loved cried out in a bloodthirsty frenzy, "Crucify him!" Even thieves hanging on either side of him joined in the cruel mockery of the innocent one. And me? I drew first blood.

Jesus hung there on the cross, hatred hitting him like nails through his flesh, with the power to call down all the angels in Heaven to wipe out his persecutors. That would have been a fitting revenge. You could walk away from that feeling like all the loose ends of that nice, feel-good Jesus story were tied up neatly. Instead, He said, "Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do." You can't walk away from that.

That's when the irony hit me
That this was revenge
That love had descended and stolen my pain away