palm sunday: the bread of life.

“Save us” they prayed

They wanted a king that would give them bread
That would fill their hunger
That would break the cycle of their poverty
That would break the cycles of their oppression

Here comes Jesus, the Son of David
And the city’s stones shout underneath the people
That their rightful King has returned
To come into His kingdom at last

He will fill them at last
With the tearing of His flesh

He will rule the world
From a splintered throne

While the city watches
His blood spill outside its gates

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