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
humanthoughts.org
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