"In The Upper Room"
The Passover feast celebrated. Israel's deliverance on that day.
An unblemished lamb sacrificed. The destroying angel, who was stayed.
In a quiet upper room in Jerusalem. Candles and oil lamps dimly lit.
It was the evening. The Lamb of God, twelve apostles, they gathered to sit.
Worshiping softly, a prayer offered with grace.
Followed by hymns, the Spirit they embraced.
A table, with white woven linen. Spread with special care.
Unleavened bread, on a plate. A cup of wine, they would share.
Christ bowed his head, a tear left his eye.
He taught them the sacrament, an eternal oath implied.
Of a body to be bruised, and blood to be spent.
To capture all sins, of those willing to repent.
The King taught of a path, made strait and clear.
That the evils of acts of Satan, would not conquer by fear.
The Redeemer reminded them, of endless glories sublime!
Life's purpose, eternal blessings, a Father's love divine!
He gave them a promise, to strengthen when weak.
His Spirit forever present, to them who are meek.
And then, the Son of Man, He left the upper room.
Walked to the Garden, later carried to the tomb.
Resurrecting in glory! Conquering the grave!
He trusted in his believers, to always be brave!
Taking the Sacrament! Keeping covenants made!
That our faith in Him, would never fade!