liturgy –

here you will obtain a Sacrifice from Me; i

will Take your Place, there, on the Cross,

weather Your blows and cry for You

as you cry for me; there, take

this Cup from Me, it is bitter, I

cannot drink -- I heard

you in the hills intoning supple

lullabies a rabbi calm

and intricate; we hear you

here

bowed in Spirit, rife with a Yearning

you can Satisfy -- What

manner of a Man are you

that you can make us all your Bride

here on this scarred Land? -- You are

I Am -- our Intimate guide

unto Rapture

and bliss, the good God discovering here

Our humanity; at One,

we

surrender here, in order

to become --