Interrupted by poetry

A Song for Maundy Thursday

Under the full moon, His love growing
Never to dim, never to end

Gather together children of light, 
Start with the feet so small in our sight

Under the full moon, His love growing
Never to dim, never to end

Feel the warm water, removing the dirt,
Imagine His hands cleaning your hurt

Under the full moon, His love growing
Never to dim, never to end

Children of Light, tremble in our bones
No skipping now, He’ll find every home

Under the full moon, His love growing
Never to dim, never to end

Sun slowly sinking, the water is drained 
the towels are stained, but His love remains

(note that I almost never normally rhyme, but this poem wants to so there we are as best as possible….)

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