Last Supper

by Michael D Nalley   Jan 4, 2006


In the beginning there was the word
And the word it was divine
The most holy supper was the last
He consecrated the wine

With His last breath now it has been done
The Father received the Spirit of the Son
My eyes have seen, my ears have heard
The healing power of the word

The most important Judgment is the last
The Bread of Life redeems the past
How could I forget that the last word belongs?
To the Holy Spirit that forgives the wrongs

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