Just suppose that God in heaven had not sent His son to earth,
Just suppose that hosts of angels had not carolled at His birth,
Just suppose that all His childhood He’d not lived a life of truth,
Just suppose He’d not had Mary there to guide Him as a youth.
Just suppose that He’d not chosen fishermen to be His friends,
Just suppose that they’d not helped Him to achieve His Father’s ends.
Just suppose there’d been no Easter, just suppose He had not died,
Just suppose that on that Friday – just suppose He’d turned aside.
Just suppose He’d not been willing pain and death to suffer there,
Just suppose that He’d rejected cruel nails and thorns to bear.
Just suppose they’d let Barrabas suffer on the cruel tree,
Just suppose that “God forgive them” had been an unuttered plea.
Just suppose that on the Sunday they had found Him in the tomb,
Just suppose He had not risen to save man from death and gloom.
Just suppose that God in heaven did not care what happens here,
Just suppose that, when we call, His spirit is not always near.
But we know that, just as springtime brings new life to this dark world,
Just as trees and buds and flowers in the warning earth unfold,
So we know the God the Father, God the Son and Spirit too,
Will fulfil the Easter promise Jesus lives for me and you, but
Just suppose we were not ready this great truth to comprehend.
He had promised all who love Him, “I am with you to the end”, so
Just suppose that, when our end comes, we are fearful, sore afraid,
We will feel His loving presence and His arms around us laid.
Just suppose we had no voices, but thank God, that isn’t true.
So just suppose we shout to heaven, Hallelujah Praise to You!
Though I put my name to this, truthfully it wrote itself.” K.M.S.
