Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Some lines

The Pharisees the Pharisees,
they always washed their hands.
They sought respectabilities
from people in the lands.

The Pharisees the Pharisees,
with crook that oversees
a flock, they used instead to ring the knell
on souls they damned to hell.

Then Jesus Christ our Lord
went up the temple steps.
He wound Himself a cord,
purged the temple to its depths.

When with this zeal-filled token
He had cleaned the temple out,
He gave His Body to be broken,
so that His Blood ran out.

1 comment:

Heather said...

This is a teaching poem - simple language, well-used - a profound message