GIVE TO CAESAR

GIVE TO CAESAR
THE NAZARENE

[INTRO]

Give Caesar his coin,
but give God your soul.

Kingdom not from this world,
but it makes dead hearts whole.

Jesus did not come
to decorate the prison.
He came with Cross and blood
to break the root condition.

[HOOK]

Give Caesar his coin,
but give God your soul.
Politics can shift the chains,
but Christ makes captives whole.

Give Caesar his coin,
but don’t worship the throne.
Rome can tax the body,
but sin owns the bones.

Jesu haana kuuya
kungochinja flag.
Akauya kuzopwanya
sin, death, curse and grave.

Give Caesar his coin,
but give God your soul.
Jesu ndiye Mambo,
His Kingdom makes us whole.

[VERSE 1]

Zealots wanted swords,
Rome on the floor.
They wanted occupation
kicked out by force.

Taxes in the pocket,
empire in the street.
Soldiers on the corners,
dust under their feet.

So they asked Him a trap:
“Should we pay Caesar tax?”
If He says no, Rome attacks.
If He says yes, crowds step back.

Jesus said,
“Bring Me the coin.”
Whose image is on it?
Whose name is joined?

“Give Caesar what is Caesar’s,
give God what is God’s.”
The coin had Caesar’s face,
but you bear God’s mark.

That line cut deeper
than a political answer.
Not left, not right,
straight through the cancer.

Because the root was not Rome.
The root was rebellion.
The prison was deeper
than imperial oppression.

[PRE-HOOK]

Caesar can fall,
another one rises.
Empires change clothes,
same old disguises.

New flag, old sin.
New crown, old grave.
Only Christ enters death
and comes out to save.

[HOOK]

Give Caesar his coin,
but give God your soul.
Politics can shift the chains,
but Christ makes captives whole.

Give Caesar his coin,
but don’t worship the throne.
Rome can tax the body,
but sin owns the bones.

Jesu haana kuuya
kungochinja flag.
Akauya kuzopwanya
sin, death, curse and grave.

Give Caesar his coin,
but give God your soul.
Jesu ndiye Mambo,
His Kingdom makes us whole.

[VERSE 2]

Jesus was not soft
about injustice and greed.
He warned the rich,
fed crowds in need.

He healed the broken,
touched lepers in shame.
He saw the poor,
called sinners by name.

But He did not preach
“Caesar is the root.”
He said from the heart
evil bears fruit.

Murder, lust, greed,
pride and lies.
A nation can change laws
and still have dead eyes.

If Rome disappeared
but sin stayed inside,
death would still knock,
and the grave would still ride.

That’s why He came
not just teaching behaviour.
He came as the Lamb,
the bleeding Saviour.

He came for Eden,
the curse and the fall.
He came for the serpent,
death, powers and all.

Not a slogan Messiah.
Not a campaign King.
He came to make
new creation sing.

[PRE-HOOK 2]

You can change the system,
still need resurrection.
You can fight oppression,
still need redemption.

Justice matters,
but justice alone can’t save.
The Son of Man came
to open the grave.

[HOOK]

Give Caesar his coin,
but give God your soul.
Politics can shift the chains,
but Christ makes captives whole.

Give Caesar his coin,
but don’t worship the throne.
Rome can tax the body,
but sin owns the bones.

Jesu haana kuuya
kungochinja flag.
Akauya kuzopwanya
sin, death, curse and grave.

Give Caesar his coin,
but give God your soul.
Jesu ndiye Mambo,
His Kingdom makes us whole.

[VERSE 3]

He stood before Pilate,
Empire judging Light.
Rome had the courtroom,
but heaven owned the night.

“My Kingdom is not
from this world,” He said.
If it were, servants fight,
but He came to bleed instead.

They mocked Him with purple,
crowned Him with thorns.
The true King wore curse
so rebels could be born.

Nails in His hands,
blood on the tree.
Not Caesar’s defeat yet,
but death’s defeat for me.

Akafa paMuchinjikwa,
not as victim of fate.
He laid down His life,
opened mercy’s gate.

Akavigwa muguva,
stone rolled tight.
Third day morning,
body rose in light.

Now Rome is gone,
but Jesus still reigns.
Empires turn dust,
but the Lamb remains.

[BRIDGE]

So don’t make politics
your final salvation.
Don’t make tribe or party
your new foundation.

Don’t make Caesar god,
don’t make freedom an idol.
If sin is still king,
your victory is brittle.

Christ is the King
over kings and systems.
Christ is the Judge
over hidden intentions.

He owns the image
stamped on your soul.
Give God your life,
not just Caesar his coin.

[CALL AND RESPONSE]

Ndiani Mambo weMadzimambo?
Jesu Kristu!

Ndiani akauya kuzoponesa?
Jesu Kristu!

Ndiani akafa paMuchinjikwa?
Jesu Kristu!

Ndiani akatakura curse?
Jesu Kristu!

Ndiani akakunda rufu?
Jesu Kristu!

Ndiani ane makiyi?
Jesu Kristu!

Ndiani Kingdom isingaperi?
Jesu Kristu!

Ndiani ari kudzoka?
Jesu Kristu!

[FINAL VERSE]

If all you win is the world,
you still lose your soul.
If all you change is the law,
death still takes its toll.

Jesus came deeper
than banners and votes.
He came for the grave,
for the sin in the throat.

Repent from sin.
Tendeuka nhasi.
Believe the Son.
Gamuchira Jesu.

Give Caesar his coin,
but don’t give him your worship.
Give God your heart.
Christ alone is worth it.

[FINAL HOOK]

Give Caesar his coin,
but give God your soul.
Politics can shift the chains,
but Christ makes captives whole.

Give Caesar his coin,
but don’t worship the throne.
Rome can tax the body,
but sin owns the bones.

Jesu haana kuuya
kungochinja flag.
Akauya kuzopwanya
sin, death, curse and grave.

Give Caesar his coin,
but give God your soul.
Jesu ndiye Mambo,
His Kingdom makes us whole.

[OUTRO]

Caesar gets the coin.
God owns the image.
Christ owns the future.
The grave lost its limit.

Tendeuka.
Tenda.
Gamuchira Jesu Kristu.

THE NAZARENE.