We were the Silence (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We were the silence, complete, utter silence as the lord was captured, as he was judged, brought before Pilate as ...
We were the silence, complete, utter silence as the lord was captured, as he was judged, brought before Pilate as ...
We were the whip, the jeers, the scourging, the mocking of the soldiers bringing shame, pain, humiliation to the savior, ...
We were the crown of thorns thrust onto our savior's brow the reed put into his hand, the purple robe ...
We were the disciples, who betrayed, who doubted, who were confused We were the disciples, who ran We were Peter, ...
We were the nails, hammered into his body we were the wood of the cross, the weight of the shame ...
The cross, the sacrifice, the suffering taking on our sins, to reconcile us to the creator that is the story, ...
As bold as they became through the birthing by the Spirit the transformation on Pentecost so were they scared, timid ...
Sweat, pouring like blood off his furrowed brow choosing the agony death on the cross Bowed low in prayer in ...
Little by little the things, the bible, the cross, the candles were carried out taken from the chancel out the ...
Darkness closing in as the candles went dead piece of me wept the weight of my sin taking Christ through ...
long before the flames of power forty days on they ran, scattered before the religious authorities timid sheep without a ...
Without the Thursday, without the Friday There could be no Sunday miracle A holy Thursday carrying out God's plan fulfillment ...
After the last candle, the last of the story read the darkness of the sanctuary We left in silence Listening ...
She was so smart wisdom was a girl a different image, thought than the Proverbs 31 girl, the one who ...
(Thursday) A stark simple meal washing our feet stripping the church carrying out the Christ on the cross (Friday) Another ...
A Maundy Thursday, dressed in black feeling more acutely perhaps meaning in the stripping, the solemn steps darkening the sanctuary, ...
Urging a blessing on a humble table using the litany we know so well, the words He used, the night ...
The sun drops behind the shore, The sky aglow. Nightfall on the water. I pull and push The canoe away ...
My teacher A force in my life Keeping me with the pack Putting herself out To give me a chance ...
Tomorrow's Thursday again, swept with the days' meandering flow: this, that, and the week goes, hearing time splash through cracks. ...
ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME. [``Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, ...
Twas on a Holy Thursday their innocent faces clean The children walking two & two in red & blue & ...
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