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Good FridayDo as you will. I will be led by you only.But deliver me safely, completely, home.My father crowds pews in hours of prayer,in my crown of netted tights, tied to a chair,I await a whipping, think how fishing boatsbob in their chains on the northern coastwith the squawking of gulls. That sailor,searched for in hymns, took off to sea,lived a dried-up death so two-thousandyears later we have an afternoon free,time to punish confessions as they unfurl,for you to take away the light of my world.Lead me away from all that’s right, onlyJesus Christ, have mercy, please, tonight.S.
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ResponderEliminarGood Friday
ResponderEliminarDo as you will. I will be led by you only.
But deliver me safely, completely, home.
My father crowds pews in hours of prayer,
in my crown of netted tights, tied to a chair,
I await a whipping, think how fishing boats
bob in their chains on the northern coast
with the squawking of gulls. That sailor,
searched for in hymns, took off to sea,
lived a dried-up death so two-thousand
years later we have an afternoon free,
time to punish confessions as they unfurl,
for you to take away the light of my world.
Lead me away from all that’s right, only
Jesus Christ, have mercy, please, tonight.
S.