naked, alone, cold cobblestones they beat 
Him until the blood ranthey brought 
Him to die, on a cross, up on-high with spikes through 
His feet and 
His handsyou can use 
Him, abuse 
Him, mock and accuse 
Him sell Him out for thirty piecesbetray 
Him, slay 
Him, do the devil's mayhem but you can't shake 
Jesusa crown of thorns on 
His brow, 
His eye on the crowds all of 
God's daughters and sonsthey're spitting on 
Him, cursing at 
Him "Forgive them for what they have done...you can use Him, abuse Him, mock and accuse Him sell Him out for thirty piecesbetray Him, slay Him, do the devil's mayhem but you can't shake Jesuswell I've had my bouts, questions and doubts you know there are those who deceiveI've tried to resist, escape and dismiss but there's one who's shadowing meI can lose my religion, break with tradition say I'll hold out till Hell freezesI can test Him, try Him, but I just can't deny HimNo, I can't shake JesusNo, I can't shake Jesus