“Upper room” is what it was called. It was where we all sat
Down to sup with our Lord and leader. It was where we gave
Up our praises to the Father in Heaven.
Downward He directed His face as He solemnly broke bread.
Upward He lifted in thanks. Then told us to partake of his body.
Down the line we all took a piece and ate. Then was the cup.
Up that went in thanks to the Creator. That, He said, was a symbol of His blood.
Down in the garden He went to pray. He asked us to stay
Up with Him because He felt so alone…so betrayed. How His sweat fell
Down to the ground and we could see His blood.
Up from His feet he came and was greeted by the disciple.
Down upon his face came the kiss of betrayal. Sadly He looked
Up into his face because He knew. Into the hands of the centurions He was beat
Down into humility and shame.
Up on a cross He was nailed and raised on the hill. His blood flowed
Down from His crown of thorns to his torn feet. How the mixed cries went
Up to either Heaven or to Him, for mercy or for scorn.
Down He gazed at me and asked in His weakness, to look after His mother.
Upward He shouted to His Father and pleaded for His accusers to be pardoned.
Downward came the tears of His mother, disciples, and the thief at His side.
Up He gave the ghost.
Down He was taken from the cross. Then on the blessed third day
Up he arose!
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