Poems & Selections

We Remember

Here, a million wounded souls are yearning just to touch you and be healed;
Gather all your people, and hold them to your heart.
We remember how you loved us to your death, and still we celebrate, for you are with us here;
And we believe that we will see you when you come, in your glory, Lord, we remember, we celebrate, we believe.
Now we recreate your love we bring the bread and wine to share a meal;
Sign of grace and mercy, the presence of the Lord.
We remember how you loved us to your death, and still we celebrate, for you are with us here;
And we believe that we will see you when you come, in your glory, Lord, we remember, we celebrate, we believe.
Christ, the Father’s great “Amen” to all the hopes and dreams of every heart;
Peace beyond all telling, and freedom from all fear.
We remember how you loved us to your death, and still we celebrate, for you are with us here;
And we believe that we will see you when you come, in your glory, Lord, we remember, we celebrate, we believe.
See the face of Christ revealed in ev’ry person standing by your side;
Gift to one another, and temples of your love.

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May the joys of today Be those of tomorrow. The goblets of life Hold no dregs of sorrow.