Thursday, May 21, 2009

Bread and Wine #4 – lauda spirituale

Oh, Bread and Wine
Lend me Your heart
If You‘ll allow
I will take part
In this communion
Then sings my soul
I‘m whole
Oh, Bread and Wine
Covered in skin
Stand on the grave
Birth me again
Where there was dirt
There is a tree
And I‘m free

As sure as the curtain was torn
I am not forlorn,
I am not forlorn
As sure as the curtain was torn
I am not forlorn

Oh, Bread and Wine
Light on my feet
Show me the way
And I‘ll walk that street
But my eyes are poor
So be my light
Tonight

As sure as the curtain was torn
I am not forlorn,
I am not forlorn
As sure as the curtain was torn
I am not forlorn

Oh, Bread and Wine
Warmth on my face
Take me to You
To that great place
I can‘t wait to go there
But ‘till that day
I‘ll stay
And I‘ll obey

Oh Sunrise, fill my soul
Give me communion
Now I‘m whole

Andy Rhea--ALL LYRICS AND POETRY © 2007-2009