J.M.J.
J.M.J.
I AM THE BREAD, I AM THE WINE (2)
I AM THE BREAD, I AM THE WINE;
THE WORDS I SPEAK TO YOU ARE MINE.
THE GROUND CONTINUES TO BE STAINED
BY BLOOD THAT MAN’S SALVATION GAINED.
THERE ARE NOW SO MANY WHO COME TO RECEIVE
MY BODY AND BLOOD; YET THEY DO NOT BELIEVE
THAT IN EVERY HOST I AM TRULY COMPLETE,
AND IT’S MY BLOOD THAT THEY DRINK AND MY BODY THEY EAT.
HOW MANY TIMES MUST MY BLOOD STILL BE SPLATTERED
AMONG THE REMAINS OF EACH HOST THAT’S BEEN SCATTERED?
HOW MANY TIMES MUST I BE DESECRATED
DURING MASS WHEN THE HOST HAD BEEN JUST CONSECRATED?
WAIT NOT , MY DEAR CHILDREN, FOR THE FINAL WARNING
FOR THEN YOU WILL SEE WHAT YOU ARE DESERVING.
WHAT THEN, MY DEAR CHILDREN, WILL BE YOUR REPLY
WHEN YOU SEE WHAT YOU’VE DONE, AND I ASK YOU, WHY?
“THY WILL BE DONE”
12-30-1998