Saturday, April 17, 2010

Little carpenters

He was there in the Upper Room
Talking to his friends, his disciples, his beloved
He had taught them how to live, how to love
How to speak, and how to live.

And he said, "Take ye, this cup, and drink,
Drink ye everyone of this, this same cup
The same cup that I drink
And share, share in my suffering

Take ye this cup, and drink
Drink of this, this cup of suffering
That ye may live as I lived
And share in my life, my death, my suffering.

He lived his 30 years in peace
Loved by his home, his friends, his loved ones
He was the charm of his home, He was the joy of his beloved
Loved, loved by everyone.

He lived his 30 years in his small circle
A model in the house of the Lord
An example for everyone
And mothers said, "Sons, look at him and live".

'Cos he was just a carpenter
A real, real good ole carpenter
He did good, he loved all
'Cos he was still a nice, loved carpenter.

And his 31st year came, and he came out to the open
He spoke out against sin, he spoke out against evil
He still loved everyone, but he cleansed the temple
And cried with them, and he spoke out against sin.

He healed the sick, admonished demons
He raised the dead, questioned corruption
And they didn't like it, 'cos he was blaspheming
Healing on the Lord's day !

And so he lived all three years, He was a threat to the people in power
At worship, and in the land
Because he spoke for the sinners, spoke for the poor,
And mothers said, "Sons, He's no longer the one you wanna look at"

They arrested him, inflicted him
Tried him a mistrial
And they took him to a hill
And they crucified him, and there he died

We've lived 20 years, 30 years, 30 years in peace
Loved by our homes, our friends, our church
We are the joy of all we know, Loved, loved by everyone.
And mothers say, "Sons, look at him ... look at her".

We have lived 40 years, 50 years, 60 and 70 years
In peace, in peace with everyone
We've never talked things which they don't like
And we're loved, loved by everyone

'Cos we all are still, just a bunch of carpenters
Some real, real good ole carpenters
We do good, we love all
And we are nice, loved, little carpenters.

He said, "Take this cup, and drink
Drink of this, this cup of suffering
And as ye drink, and share of this
Remember me, oh yeah, remember me.

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