Eastern Skies

God entered a welcoming virgin’s womb
(as many among us have longed to do . . . )
Ascending, years later, from His own tomb
To rule and to reign from behind the blue.

Passed over us: two thousand years—
Short-term relief for lingering fears.

As if no big thing, these feats by our Lord.
We hear it so often our hearts grow dull.
We’ve nothing but sullen indifference toward
The One who achieved redemption in full.

Blood on the door-posts of your heart;
Egyptian doom: you know this part.

Theater of cruelty; His the main role.
Sad victim—until all fulfillment passed;
The playwright possessed of a blameless soul
whose angel stagehands assisted the cast.

Now Romans marry Jewish brides;
And Christ, the King of Kings, presides.

Not-So-Good Friday

Pilate’s Dream

I dreamed I met a Galilean
A most amazing man
He had that look you very rarely find
The haunting hunted kind.

I asked him
To say what had happened
How it all began
I asked again
He never said a word
As if he hadn’t heard . . .

And next the room was full
Of wild and angry men
They seemed to hate this man
They fell on him and then . . . disappeared again

Then I saw thousands of millions
Crying for this man
And then I heard them mentioning my name—
and leaving me the blame.

JCSS overload

 

Lyrics: Tim Rice
Voice: Barry Dennen, original cast 1970

Pilates Workout (Passover)

Pilate’s Dream

Lyrics: Tim Rice
Voice: Barry Dennen, original cast JCS 1970

I dreamed I met a Galilean
A most amazing man
He had that look you very rarely find
The haunting hunted kind.

I asked him
To say what had happened
How it all began
I asked again
He never said a word
As if he hadn’t heard…

And next the room was full
Of wild and angry men
They seemed to hate this man
They fell on him and then – disappeared again

Then I saw thousands of millions
Crying for this man
And then I heard them mentioning my name –
and leaving me the blame…