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"Maundy Thursday Masks"
A 'Prayer Poem' For You
By Reverend Barbara Sexton
Dear Ones Healing Ministry
All sorrow hailed, all sad about,
A growing sense of gloom and tears,
Those fellows felt the sting of doubt,
And realization of their fears.
The women went about their tasks,
Brave set upon their daily work,
For other's sake their wore calm masks,
In faith they did not duty shirk.
Still no one there could shed the feel,
Those fellows felt the sting of doubt,
And realization of their fears.
The women went about their tasks,
Brave set upon their daily work,
For other's sake their wore calm masks,
In faith they did not duty shirk.
Still no one there could shed the feel,
Of gnawing deep from head to loins,
Of him designed to share that meal,
Then sell the man for thirty coins.
They could not fathom how a man,
Could sell a brother just like that,
Supplanting kiss, that coward ran.
To reap reward and live 'a-fat'.
Yet no one told him of the guilt,
That Judas then would feel when done,
He'd reap an agony to the hilt,
For full disclosure of the One.
In misery fast he tore his life,
Upon a spike asunder,
In death, as life, he knew such strife,
That man with guilty plunder.
Yet God did use this tortured man,
To kill his one Begotten Son,
And so the faithful know the Plan,
That mercy follows everyone.
It fills the marrow and the bones,
Of those who understand this gift,
God's Goodness drives, reshapes and hones,
All ever ready to uplift.
For God is good in Word and Deed,
His faithfulness to us immense,
He gave us Jesus in our need,
And lovingly spared no expense.
We only can but weakly grasp,
Such mysteries from above,
They could not fathom how a man,
Could sell a brother just like that,
Supplanting kiss, that coward ran.
To reap reward and live 'a-fat'.
Yet no one told him of the guilt,
That Judas then would feel when done,
He'd reap an agony to the hilt,
For full disclosure of the One.
In misery fast he tore his life,
Upon a spike asunder,
In death, as life, he knew such strife,
That man with guilty plunder.
Yet God did use this tortured man,
To kill his one Begotten Son,
And so the faithful know the Plan,
That mercy follows everyone.
It fills the marrow and the bones,
Of those who understand this gift,
God's Goodness drives, reshapes and hones,
All ever ready to uplift.
For God is good in Word and Deed,
His faithfulness to us immense,
He gave us Jesus in our need,
And lovingly spared no expense.
We only can but weakly grasp,
Such mysteries from above,
But I can tell you this today,
We're meant to know that love.
We're meant to show that love to all,
To friends and foes, alike,
We're to be kind to those we love,
As those who bring us strife.
Imperfect we, we all fall short,
Of meeting that ideal,
We rather give a sharp retort,
And let our feelings reel.
The world has those far from 'The Word',
Who love to taunt 'believers',
And so we call upon the Saints,
To be our 'soul relievers'.
We pray to God to give us strength,
And will to persevere,
When we're confronted breadth and length,
As Maundy Thursday nears.
Reverend Barbara Sexton
4/20/11
And so we call upon the Saints,
To be our 'soul relievers'.
We pray to God to give us strength,
And will to persevere,
When we're confronted breadth and length,
As Maundy Thursday nears.
Reverend Barbara Sexton
4/20/11
This 'prayer poem' may be freely used and distributed.
God Bless You,
Reverend Barbara Sexton
"The Biblical Biochemist-Where Science Meets the Cross"
http://www.dearoneshealingministry.blogspot.com 
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