J.M.J.
J.M.J.
GIFT OF LOVE
I AM THE BREAD, I AM THE WINE;
THE WORDS I SPEAK TO YOU ARE MINE.
NO ONE HAS LOVED YOU MORE THAN I,
AND YET FOR YOU I HAD TO DIE.
WITHOUT MY PAIN AND AGONY,
THE SOULS I LOVED WOULD NOT BE FREE.
WITHOUT THE SCOURGING I ENDURED,
MY KINGDOM WOULD NOT BE ASSURED.
WITHOUT THE THORNS THAT CROWNED MY HEAD,
THE SOULS WOULD NOT RISE FROM THE DEAD.
WITHOUT THE CROSS THAT I DID BEAR,
THE PATH I WALKED WOULD NOT BE THERE.
BEFORE THE LANCE HAD PIERCED MY SIDE,
I HUNG BEFORE YOU CRUCIFIED.
AND AS I GASPED MY FINAL BREATH,
I GAVE YOU LIFE THRU MY OWN DEATH.
“THY WILL BE DONE”
9-20-1995