The last supper day of Jesus,
We are tuned to our christian loving,
With a bread that we kneaded together,
With your sweet smile and our sweating flesh!
Charting our last chores of the day,
We knelt on a rug and held our hands!
You said, 'let it never passover',
Though we passover a day,
To a land foreign that we readied forever!
You read a hymn of departure,
'That ear has never heard and-
The eyes have never seen!'
From our book that held our secrets!
As we close with a sign of cross,
That we paint on each other breasts,
Let me hold you close to my face,
And repeat your words, 'let it never passover'!
Now we together bow our heads in love,
With an 'Amen' forever to our hearts!
We are tuned to our christian loving,
With a bread that we kneaded together,
With your sweet smile and our sweating flesh!
Charting our last chores of the day,
We knelt on a rug and held our hands!
You said, 'let it never passover',
Though we passover a day,
To a land foreign that we readied forever!
You read a hymn of departure,
'That ear has never heard and-
The eyes have never seen!'
From our book that held our secrets!
As we close with a sign of cross,
That we paint on each other breasts,
Let me hold you close to my face,
And repeat your words, 'let it never passover'!
Now we together bow our heads in love,
With an 'Amen' forever to our hearts!
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