Sally H. Christensen
The Passover Feast - Poem by Sally H. Christensen
He arose from the passover feast,
A joyous occasion for most;
But for Him, with knowledge afore thought;
He arose to say goodbye to those He loved.
He washed their road- stained feet
And returned, downcast, to His seat.
As they broke the bread and drank the wine,
He said " try to be forever mine"
For I with you will always be.
So go forth without timidity
And preach my Gospel to the world.
For a while I won't be free--
But when its over you will see,
I'll rise again and come to you,
And you will know my word is true.
For in the end things will move fast--
God's peace will fill the world at last..
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