Four cups of wine, to
remember the events of the night
Passover, Passover, Pass out ~
matzo absorbs, but not ‘til daylight
Two full cups of wine
even before we dine
Two more later, raised in song
What could go wrong ~
by midnight’s gong*
__________________________
*All food and drink must be con-
sumed by the middle of the
night... A 'Seder' is the order
of the ritualized ceremony of
Passover night.
You shall say to the master of the house (Luke 22:11 NKJV)
So you may eat and drink at my table (Luke 22:30)
Covenant is His blood, poured out for us. (Luke 22:20)
I love you, I am willing and able.
I hold these blessings of Joy as I should,
I take thine body and blood, it blesses.
I will taste and see that the Lord is good, (Psalm 34:8).
I do this in remembrance of Jesus. (Luke 22:19)
Overwhelming presence, His Holy light,
It shines on my heart, for I glow outward.
You redeemed by your great strength and your might, (Nehemiah 1:10)
Who have tasted the goodness of the Word? (Hebrews 6:5)
Exalt thine glory and truth, I can see,
Love chooses to be emptied into me.
(A Sonnet to the Lord, of ScottM 11/25/2024 praise tapdig com)
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Suffer the little children to come unto me
Today was a passover Yeshua would have made a top memory
A great log house alive with goats and fowl
Two little dogs playing sniff and growl
Seven little children faces all aglow
Running and playing in their own fun and show
Sitting round the passover table reading the haggadah
Passing the bitter herbs some smileing some blahh
Enjoying and loving with each passed dish
Learning and laughing with freedom and bliss
The table was humble as it should be
And lit by the candles so lovely to see
A meal was shared and history learned
Bonds were made and hearts discerned
A stranger invited a blessing recieved
Yes Yeshua loved it very much indeed
~~~Happy Passover to All Jewish Poets~~~~
This Passover, recalls the Exodus!
Let us never forget all those innocent i, 200
lives taken, on October 7th, 2023.
Pray for all Jewish students in all universities as
they try to learn under hatred from ruthless groups,
who are nothing more than antisemites.
Pray for Israel and all the young IDF men and women,
fighting to protect Israel, given to the Jews by God.
Pray for the hostages taken fom their homes and
who are imprisoned for five full months.
As you say, “Next Year in Jerusalem!”
~Chag Pesach sameach~
Bas Noach,
Panagiota and Family
Questions asked
Answers attempted
Lively discussions
Hebrew, English; Yiddish, Russian
Flatbread matzo served
Cups of grape juice downed
Wine no longer a Passover staple
Matzos round; no more 'squares' around
Come midnight weary, most retire
save the scholars, whose every desire
to debate the fine points of the law
fiery tongues ablaze
~ greet Passover's dawn
GUT YOM TOV!
FROM~
PANAGIOTA
Remember this day on which you went free from Egypt, the house of bondage,how Adonai freed you from it with a mighty hand!
Exodus 13:3
WELCOME. FOR JEWS EVERYWHERE
THIS WAS WRITTEN IN RESPECT FOR JEWS WORLWIDE. ONE NEED NOT BE A JEWISH TO SIGN THIS,
THIS WAS WRITTEN WITH GOODWILL AND LOVE.
With springtime now upon us,
If your town has lots of Jews,
The supermarket has some foods
You might have need to use.
For Passover’s approaching
And the holiday demands
No bread nor pasta be consumed;
Thus, stores have made their plans.
A special section’s filled with
All the substitutes we need
To serve at Seder time, just like
The ancient texts decreed.
There’s matzoh meal, gefilte fish
And macaroons and cakes
And all of the ingredients
For anyone who bakes.
This Passover array depends
On neighborhood and store,
So often pickings might be slim
While other shops have more.
For Jewish folk with markets
With no matzoh, I’d behoove
You to tell the owners how you feel
Or do what I’d do - move!
I've called you here to break with me this bread,
to drink sweet wine and eat of peppered cod
None here a servant, each a friend, instead
Find on this board the boundless love of God
Come! Sit beside me now and eat thy fill,
while I wash from thy feet the earth you've trod
Though most here are intended of goodwill,
one man who would betray me joins us, too
So knowing, though, he's precious to me, still
Fate never altered course because one 'knew'
As such, I've called you here to say goodbye
Please love each other as I have loved you
And who lives by that love for which I die,
shall meet me in God's kingdom in the sky...
I
Never one to shackle one with the past
Yet humans use words to distort
Time, our guilt or responsibility
In that sense, the Past is a scapegoat
An escape route, and inconsistent ally:
If one has/ had parents, one has a past
And we give it life with our names ...
When we use any names, biological
Or anthropological, or political (Malcolm X)
The past is deployed - a battleship of peace and war
II
God has a Past (faithfulness) yet is timeless
Not shackled by time; the Passover
Cannot be passed over or passed by
Even as Past History of Hebrews escaping
Egypt, superpower of the day
If you have skeletons you're hiding
You may say LET the PAST BURY ITSELF
It can't be done
Face it, repent, and enjoy PRESENT Presents
Of a cleaner conscience, trust, open relationships
The PAST is the (steamship or) airship
That brought you here: face this time with truth
(From the musical "On Eagles' Wings." This is the lullaby for Passover night.)
Mother 1:
Be still, my child, go to sleep
The night is dark, but dreams are sweet
My child, take rest from fear and dread
And relish all your dreams instead
Though life is harsh, your dreams can be
As sweet as the world used to be
Be not afraid of any harm
I have you safely in my arms
Mother 2:
Be still, my child, rest your head
You have no need to fear or dread
The One Who has made known His power
Is watching over you this hour
He’s stretching out His mighty arm
To spare your life from Egypt’s harm
He watches over you this night
That you may see the morning light
His promise surely will come true
Tonight He’s passing over you
bitter is the night before Passover
tomorrow we celebrate
message came from on high
It was still and quiet in the garden at night,
fireflies were buzzing in branches tall,
as he knelt in conversation crying out
"take this cup from my hand".
Sorrow and pain etched his heart in despair
sweat on his brow dripped from his nose,
friends fast asleep as the night wore on
shaking his head alone and forlorn.
With disappointment he shook them awake,
"Forgive us ",they said, "for letting you down",
gently he smiled at them no hint of a frown,
destiny foretold approached its hour.
A last look round at the shrubs and trees,
flowers fragrant and sweet filling night air,
a gaze at the stars , a sigh and a tear,
turning around he went without fear.
Why was Jesus a Leftist? please extrapolate.
In John 2, Jesus overturns the money-changers' tables
In Mark 11, and Matthew 23, He cleansed the Temple of trade
He got to the City, took a left turn, not right to Roman garrisons
Jesus made a left, upset trade, earned his stripes as a LEFTIST.
Smith Wigglesworth, on the Bible, the only book he learned to read at 23: "When I read the newspaper I feel dirtier than I went in. When I read the Bible I feel cleaner than I went in. And I like feeling clean."
On a humble donkey he once rode
Thunderous crowds by the road
Liberation they craved or
A salvation he gave forth
He rides into Jerusalem once more
With no glare from two thousand years ago
Fear has pulled back praisers out of his path
There was no red carpet but marks of an invisible wrath
On this Sunday, palms of praise are not seen
The stones could not sing along to any hymn
Only sounds of the clopping are heard
The King rode on to the fate ahead
A lone conqueror of sin and damnation
He rides to war without a shield or ammunition
With praise subdued by fear, he still rides to his crucifixion
To die and rise again to save the world from a contagion
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