Reflection On a Maundy Thursday

He came and dwelt among men And shared a vision of heav'n; To Him some opened their doors, But more denied their favors. With sinners He sat and supped; Thus, others called Him corrupt. But they did not understand: He changed their hearts with His hand. He walked and taught in byways And always with gentle gaze; Some gladly took His offer, Others remained a scoffer. Still He sought those who were lost, Those who felt were tempest-tossed. He healed the sick--gave them hope!-- Granted them the strength to cope. He knew He had few days left And sorrowed for those bereft; In His heart, He put us first-- Both good and bad and the worst. In spite of His love so clear, We pierced His side with a spear. Then as He drew His last breath, For us all He conquered Death. April 6, 2023 Write a Jueju-Qijue Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Emile Pinet