Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Supper

Dedicated to the brothers and sisters of the Primitive Baptist Church

Come together,
We do not
Really ask it
Of you
Often,
Just at meeting.
Once or twice a year.
The lord
Must move
Your heart.

We'll bind ourselves
Together,
We faithful remnants,
We'll wash each others'
feet,
Just as was done
That night,
So long ago.
It's a reaffirmation,
With as many
Brothers,
And sisters,
As we can gather
Unto us.

A faithful sister
Has baked
The bread,
Faithful to
The ancient
Recipe,
A faithful brother
Has made the wine,
Just for our purpose.

If you cannot
Be with us,
Send us a letter,
We will feel
The power of
Your faith,
And you
May feel ours.
And when we next meet,
We shall
Rejoice.

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