John 3:16 (Bad Weekend)

Jesus had a bad weekend
Jesus died for both our sins

Come on in and pull up a chair
I hear you got some soul in there

Dusty blood on your palms and feet
Fresh red wine for friends you meet

All the times you walked alone
You were carrying a heavy stone
Never mind that you slept so dark
Life's left scars before this mark

Jesus had a bad weekend
Jesus died for both our sins

The harder you work the slower you live
Until you've got nothing left to give

There's an axe down there to break our bread
While you fish I'll hunt instead

All the times you walked alone
You were carrying a heavy stone
Never mind that you slept so dark
Life's left scars before this mark

Jesus had a bad weekend
Jesus died for both our sins

Pieces of silver and rules of gold
They'll do to you when you get old

Sometimes morning just comes too late
The night before is a cruel mandate

All the times you walked alone
You were carrying a heavy stone
Never mind that you slept so dark
Life's left scars before this mark

Jesus had a bad weekend

11/16/20

Demo - 2020 11 28 - number nine

© Huw Powell
printed 28 March 2024

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