High Mass
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And the thunder came from behind the hill
At midnight on the eventide of Christmas,
And the congregation watched the golden cross
Begin to crust in golden blisters.
Then the lightning came,
And the church bell fell from within the flames
And the frightened children there within
Lifted up their eyes to stare at Him…
And He came with little more
Than anyone within the humble congregation,
But his eyes were bright from behind the smile
That carried him from deep in the foundations.
Then He raised his hand
And the children laughed and the people sang
And their golden minds were flying free
There amidst the falling masonry…
And He seemed to try, to try, to try, to try to speak
But no one there could hear him,
For although He stood amid the congregation
There was no one standing near him.
Then He spoke The Word
And the Father's voice alone was heard
As He told his children what to do;
To the Catholic Christian, Moslem, Jew
He said, "Help me! Help me! Help me!
Help me… please!!!"
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