HE CAME AS A MAN
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CHRISTMAS
HE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN
I MEAN
HIS MOTHER WASN'T THE KIND TO SEND HIM OUT
ON A RAINY NIGHT
FOR SOMETHING THAT COULD HAVE WAITED TILL MORNING
BUT SHE'D INSISTED AND HE'D GONE
CLEAR ACROSS THE TOWN
AND FOUND THE PEOPLE THAT HE SOUGHT NOT HOME
THEN STARTED HOME
WET AND A LITTLE SAD
SHE'LL BE DISAPPOINTED
SHE WAS COUNTING ON HAVING IT TONIGHT
WHEN HE'D GOT HOME THE HOUSE WAS UNNATURALLY STILL
TILL HE SHOOK OFF THE RAIN AND STOOD IN THE HALL
CALLING 'MOM ARE YOU HOME'
THEN CAME THE AVALANCHE
A BURSTING OF WORDS OF PEOPLE AND EMOTION
HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS
HAPPY BIRTHDAY SON
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SEASCAPE
HE WAS SITTING BY THE SEA
OBLIVIOUS TO THE WIND AND STEADY RAIN
WATCHING THE SEA
WATCHING IT DRAW BACK
GATHERING PEBBLES
DRAW BACK AND FLING
DRAW BACK AND FLING
DRAW BACK AND FLING THEM ON THE SHORE
WHY DON'T THEY UNDERSTAND
WHY DON'T THEY UNDERSTAND
I FED THEM ON LOAVES AND FISHES
AND THEY WOULD MAKE ME A KING
I HEAL
AND THEY COMPLAIN IT'S THE SABBATH
WHAT AM I DOING WRONG
JUST THEN A PART OF THE BANK
ON WHICH HE WAS SITTING
GAVE WAY
AND HE HAD TO MOVE QUICKLY
TO ESCAPE BEING THROWN IN THE SEA
SAFE
HE TURNED TO WATCH THE SEA
RENEW ITS ATTACK ON THE SHORE
IT WON'T FALL THE FIRST TIME
OR IN A THOUSAND TIMES
BUT IT WILL FALL
IT WILL FALL
HE WAS SMILING NOW AS HE WATCHED THE SEA
COME ROARING IN
FULL TILT NOT COUNTING THE EFFORT
IT'S A BAD DAY FOR FISHERMEN SAID PETER
YES BUT NOT FOR A FISHER OF MEN
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THE PHYSICIAN
GIVE HER SOMETHING TO EAT HE TOLD THEM
GIVE HER SOMETHING TO EAT
I WONDER IF HE CHUCKLED WHEN HE SAID IT
I WONDER IF HE DID NOT REMEMBER MARY TELLING JOSEPH
HE'LL EAT US OUT OF HOUSE AND HOME THAT ONE
REFERRING TO HIM
TALL AND PIMPLY
WITH PEACH FUZZ ON HIS CHIN STARTING TO DARKEN
AND A VOICE THAT COULD NOT FIND ITS RANGE
I WONDER IF HE CHUCKLED REMEMBERING JOSEPH'S LAMENT
BUT WE JUST BOUGHT HIM THOSE CLOTHES
AND HE'S OUTGROWN THEM ALREADY
I WONDER IF HE SMILED REMEMBERING MARY'S PRIDE
HE EATS THAT ONE
HE'S A GOOD BOY
HE EATS
RISE UP LITTLE GIRL
AND BE ONCE MORE A CHILD
BE GIDDY WHEN YOU WANT TO
OR OLDER THAN ALL TIME
BE SMARTER THAN A WISEMAN
WITH A LOLLIPOP IN HAND
OR GIGGLE IN A CHURCH PEW
FOR HE WHO KNEW THE JOYS OF YOUTH
HAS GIVEN THEM BACK TO YOU
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THE KISS
I THINK IT WAS THE KISS THAT BROKE HIS HEART
NO MATTER WHAT ELSE WAS DONE TO HIM
THAT NIGHT AND NEXT DAY
NOTHING COULD MATCH THE FRIENDSHIP SIGN
AND GREETING
HAIL RABBI
PERHAPS THAT'S WHY HE STOOD SO SILENT
IN FRONT OF PILATE
EMPTY
TOO HURT FOR WORDS
OR TO EVEN CARE
THREE YEARS HE'D KNOWN THE MAN
HAD ATE WITH HIM LAUGHED WITH HIM
SHARED CONFIDENCES AND MEMORIES
HAD THOUGHT HE HAD A FRIEND
PETER JAMES JOHN THE REST WOULD RUN AWAY
THEY WERE AFRAID
HE COULD UNDERSTAND FEAR
HE WAS AFRAID HIMSELF NOW
HIS BODY WAS WET WITH NERVOUS SWEAT
HID MIND STILL ECHOED HIS WORDS
OH GOD LET IT PASS LET IT PASS
IF JUDAS HADN'T KISSED HIM FOR A PRICE
HE MIGHT HAVE DONE IT BETTER
BUT THE KISS TOOK THE HEART FROM HIM
SO THAT HE STOOD EMPTY SILENT HEART GONE OUT
LIKE A LAMB BEING LED TO SLAUGHTER
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DEATH
COME
SOFTLY TO MY BOSOM NOW
YOUR
JOURNEY DONE
YOUR
KINGDOM COME
COME
SOFTLY TO MY BOSOM NOW
COME REST
YOUR HEAD WHERE ONCE YOU LAID IT
FRIGHTENED
BY A MIDNIGHT DREAM
COME REST YOUR
HEAD AGAIN MY SON
OH LET US
BE LET US BE
ALONE IN
EACH OTHERS COMPANY
THAT I
MIGHT IN PLACE OF BLOODY FACE
REMEMBER
MY CHILD OF GRACE
IN PLACE
OF PIERCED HANDS LET ME SEE
THOSE THAT
FLOWERS PICKED FOR ME
AND FEET
THAT A THOUSAND ERRANDS RAN
OH LET US
BE
COME
SOFTLY TO MY BOSOM SON
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EASTER
SHYLY
LIKE A
BASHFUL LOVER HE ROSE
NO TRUMPET
BLAST OR EARTHQUAKE SHOCK
QUIET
A WISP OF
A MORNING BREEZE
A SCENT OF
FLOWERS
MORNING
DEW AND BIRDCALLS
A SUDDEN
SENSE OF WARMTH
A QUIET
COMING
ONE THAT
DOES NOT SAY YOU WILL
BUT WILL
YOU
HOW
GODLIKE IN AN UNGODLIKE WAY
FOR HIM TO
TAKE THE MORNING AIR
GOING TO
MEET HIS MOTHER
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FAREWELL
HE ENJOYED
WATCHING THEM WORK
GATHERING
THEIR NETS
OR DRYING
THEM
SORTING
THE FISH
NO WASTED
MOTION
WORKMEN
DOING THEIR WORK
WELL
TEAM WORK
IT
REMINDED HIM OF JOSEPH
HOW THEY
COULD WORK IN THE SHOP
LAUGHING
OR QUIET
AS THE
MOOD CAME ON
WORKMEN
DOING THEIR JOB
PROUD AND
WELL
I GIVE YOU
THE KEYS
TO WORK
WORN HANDS
I GIVE THE
KEYS
I SHALL
MISS YOU ALL
THEN HE
WAS GONE
AND THEY
STOOD THERE
AS
FISHERMEN WILL
CHECKING
THE WEATHER
MEN OF
GALILEE
WHY SEARCH
YOU THE HEAVENS
YOUR WORK
IS HERE
BUT WE ARE
AFRAID
SAID THE
FISHERMEN
AS WELL
YOU MIGHT BE
SAID THE
ANGEL
IF YOU
WERE LEFT ALONE
BUT YOU
ARE NOT ALONE
NOT ALONE
FOR AS
SURE
AS THE
RUNNING OF THE SEA
OR EBBING
TIDE
IS HIS
FAITHFULNESS AND LOVE
AND HE HAS
NOT LEFT YOU LONELY
HE HAS NOT
LEFT YOU LONELY
HE HAS NOT
LEFT YOU LONELY
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