O Jesus, wondrous man
Jesus, wondrous perfect man
Your last earthly Passover meal
We must never ever forget
You graced us with your presence
And taught us to ‘say grace’
It was a repast of supreme meaning
Of loyalty and love for your Father
Of mildness and meekness, their power
O Dear Jesus, you poured out
One last glass of wine
Meaning the life in your spilt blood
You passed unleavened bread
Meaning the spirit of your undefiled body
And kindly asked of those of us
– Your disciples –
‘Keep doing this in remembrance of me’
The first Passover lamb in Egypt
Saved that Jewish generation
You are ‘the lamb’ that now redeems
The whole human conglomeration
You cleaned our mucky feet
To mean our sinful souls
With your purest waters
And dried them with your loincloth
You’d prepared a hospitable table
And talked joyously among us
For your glorious preaching was done
And you knew you were heavenbound
This meal was a time of rejoicing!
We miss and love you, Dear Lord
But on Nisan 14 we too must be glad
For truth, your death gave back
The everlasting hope we once had
Thus at sundown each year up til now
All your faithful and true
Will once again gather en masse
To pass wine and bread amongst us
Only your Anointed will partake
While a great crowd will see the emblems
Doing what little we do
In remembrance of you
In the full moon of this Nisan 14
Jahgirl
Nisan 14, 2017
(Per Hebrew calendar)
04/11/2017