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The Majesty of the Universe
Stepped down from on high,
The Throne of Creation,
To leave more than furtive
prints
From a fetid cradle once
well full
To the Good News proclaimed,
Echoes from the hallows
Of an empty grave.
Step one:
Baptism in the Jordan to
40 days and nights,
Satan's tests in the wilderness.
Step two:
Along the Via Dolorosa,
Whips and pain all the way,
A trip to the cross atop
Calvary.
Step three:
The tomb of Arimathea to
The open hills of Bethany,
The way home for another
day.
Holy steps
To show the way,
Holy steps
To send sin away,
Holy steps
To follow every day. |
