Which Jesus do you follow?
Which Jesus do you serve?
If Ephesians says to imitate Christ
Why do you look so much like the world?
Cause my Jesus bled and died
He spent His time with thieves and liars
He loved the poor and accosted the arrogant
So which one do you want to be?
Blessed are the poor in spirit.
Or do we pray to be blessed with the wealth of this land?
Blessed are they that hunger and thirst for righteousness.
Or do we ache for another taste of this world of shifting sand?
Cause my Jesus bled and died for my sins
He spent His time with thieves and s**** and liars
He loved the poor and accosted the rich
So which one do you want to be?
Who is this that you follow,
This picture of the American dream?
If Jesus was here would you walk right by on the other side?
Or fall down and worship at His holy feet? (holy...)
Pretty blue eyes and curly brown hair and a clear complexion
Is how you see Him as He dies for Your sins;
But the Word says He was battered and scarred.
Or did you miss that part?
Sometimes I doubt we'd recognize Him.
Cause my Jesus bled and died
He spent His time with thieves and the least of these
He loved the poor and accosted the comfortable
So which one do you want to be?
Cause my Jesus would never be accepted in my church;
The blood and dirt on His feet might stain the carpet.
But He reaches for the hurting and despises the proud;
I think He'd prefer Beale St. to the stained glass crowd.
And I know that He can hear me if I cry out loud:
I want to be like my Jesus! I want to be like my Jesus!
I want to be like my Jesus! I want to be like my Jesus!
Not a poster child for American prosperity, but like my Jesus
You see I'm tired of living for success and popularity; I want to be like my Jesus
but I'm not sure what that means to be like You Jesus
Cause You said to live like You, love like You
but then You died for me. Can I be like You Jesus?
I want to be like you Jesus
I want to be like my Jesus
Which Jesus do you serve?
If Ephesians says to imitate Christ
Why do you look so much like the world?
Cause my Jesus bled and died
He spent His time with thieves and liars
He loved the poor and accosted the arrogant
So which one do you want to be?
Blessed are the poor in spirit.
Or do we pray to be blessed with the wealth of this land?
Blessed are they that hunger and thirst for righteousness.
Or do we ache for another taste of this world of shifting sand?
Cause my Jesus bled and died for my sins
He spent His time with thieves and s**** and liars
He loved the poor and accosted the rich
So which one do you want to be?
Who is this that you follow,
This picture of the American dream?
If Jesus was here would you walk right by on the other side?
Or fall down and worship at His holy feet? (holy...)
Pretty blue eyes and curly brown hair and a clear complexion
Is how you see Him as He dies for Your sins;
But the Word says He was battered and scarred.
Or did you miss that part?
Sometimes I doubt we'd recognize Him.
Cause my Jesus bled and died
He spent His time with thieves and the least of these
He loved the poor and accosted the comfortable
So which one do you want to be?
Cause my Jesus would never be accepted in my church;
The blood and dirt on His feet might stain the carpet.
But He reaches for the hurting and despises the proud;
I think He'd prefer Beale St. to the stained glass crowd.
And I know that He can hear me if I cry out loud:
I want to be like my Jesus! I want to be like my Jesus!
I want to be like my Jesus! I want to be like my Jesus!
Not a poster child for American prosperity, but like my Jesus
You see I'm tired of living for success and popularity; I want to be like my Jesus
but I'm not sure what that means to be like You Jesus
Cause You said to live like You, love like You
but then You died for me. Can I be like You Jesus?
I want to be like you Jesus
I want to be like my Jesus