Maundy Thursday, April,2021 (Last Supper Of Jesus, Holy Eucharist) Poem by Dr John Celes

The Father God now watched His Son -
His only Son, He sent;
Of Mary born, a mom virgin,
And Holy Spirit, in Lent.

The Holy Week had just begun
For Christians all on earth;
The Upper Room had Christ, God's Son,
Disciples, all in mirth!

There Jesus told that He will die,
Betrayed by one of them;
They wondered who that was near-by
In devil's grip, though gem!

Judas Iscariot was that man!
Christ knew him very well;
Better it were he was ne'er born -
Awaiting him was hell!

Christ prayed and broke the bread and said,
‘This is my body blessed';
He raised the cup of wine and prayed -
It turned into His blood!

He exhorted them to do this,
In memory of Him;
And it would bestow soul, the bliss,
For after-life, not dim.

The Son of God, Jesus Christ, Lord
Was sent by Father God;
His days were numbered in the world,
With sufferings, cross, though odd!

The Scriptures had foretold events,
And Christ must obey God;
His death upon the cross in Lents;
He rose on third day, Lord.

Death couldn't keep Him lifeless for long;
His resurrection showed;
The Lamb of God bled for men's wrong,
To God's mercy, they owed.

Then Jesus went to Gethsamane -
To pray all through the night;
His Father put Him in The Lane,
With mind and heart alright!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 01-04-2021