Palm /Passion Sunday – Two Gospels and Two Poems

Palm Sunday Victory

They cut the branches from the trees
And strewed them in the way,
Because they knew their Lord and King
Would come along that day.

They sang hosanna to the King
And praised his holy name –
Now even in this modern day,
We, too, should do the same.

The Christ who came that palm-strewn way
To enter in the gate,
Will enter in your heart today,
So do not make him wait.

That palm-strewn path of long ago
Is still a victory sign
That Christ still comes along the way
Into your heart and mine.

Raymond Orner

[SOURCE: http://thimblethoughts.blogspot.com/2007/04/palm-sunday-victory.html]

They Took Him Down
by Jimmy Owens from the cantata “No other Lamb”

They took Him down, His poor dead body,
and prepared Him for His burial.

They took Him down, His poor pale body
drained of life, ashen, and stained
with its own life-blood.

His healing hands, now pierced and still;
Serving hands, that broke five loaves
to feed five thousand;
Holy hands, often folded in fervent prayer;
Poor gentle hands, now pierced and still.

His poor torn feet, now bloodied and cold;
Feet that walked weary miles
to bring good news to broken hearts
Feet once washed in penitent’s tears;
Poor torn feet, now bloodied and cold.

His kingly head, made for a crown,
now crowned—with thorns.
His poor kingly head, crowned with thorns.

His gentle breast, now pierced by
spear-thrust, quiet and still;
His poor loving breast.

His piercing eyes, now dark and blind;
Eyes of compassion, warming the soul;
Fiery eyes, burning at sin;
Tender eyes, beckoning sinners;
His piercing eyes, now dark and blind.

His matchless voice, fountain of the Father’s
thoughts, stopped—
and stilled—to speak no more.
Silence now, where once had flowed
Wisdom and comfort, Spirit and life;
His matchless voice; stilled, to speak no more.

They took Him down, His poor dead body,
and prepared Him for his burial.

[SOURCE: http://christianleft.livejournal.com/443933.html%5D

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About Paul Wharton

I am a cradle Catholic, a native West Virginian, and a priest since April 24, 1982. Spiritual Direction has made a tremendous difference in my life and I encourage people to try it out. My motto is "Progress not perfection." I am grateful that God has done for me what I could not do for myself.
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One Response to Palm /Passion Sunday – Two Gospels and Two Poems

  1. Donna Musgrave says:

    The second poem prompted me to reflect upon the preparation of Jesus’ body for burial and how His life on Earth seemed to have come full circle when his Mother Mary probably helped wrap His lifeless body in cloth strips with the same tenderness as she wrapped His newborn body in cloth strips at the time of His birth–the first time, placing Him safely into the hands of His earthly father; the last time, placing Him safely into the hands of His heavenly Father.

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