Deeds Decidings

orchidee



Fits tune: Dove of Peace

('I come with joy to meet my Lord')

Based on parts of Matthew 26 v.1 - 30

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When Jesus He in Bethany

At house of Simon be

A woman precious ointment poured

On Him, she Him adored

 

Then protests, why this seeming waste

Poured out at once with haste

Why not sold, plus three hundred days

Of wages, total pays

 

Yet Jesus comforts her, her deed

Done out of love indeed

A good work done, though still the poor

Remain with them for sure

 

For Jesus would not always be

With them, company, see

And He explained to them that she

Anointed His body, He

 

He so commended her right true

A great work she did do

Did what she could, as days went on

'Til burial of the Son

 

She had anointed Him, prepared

Him for burial, shared

In such a deed. world-wide would be

Told, memory of her, see

 

Sad, dark, compared was Judas' deed

He to evil did heed

Betrayed Jesus, for silver priced

Thirty pieces sufficed

 

  • Author: orchidee (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 10th, 2017 10:32
  • Comment from author about the poem: A hymn-poem in 8.6.8.6. metre - called Common metre or CM. For Monday of Holy Week. Verse 2 - 'one pence' was one day's wage, so this ointment was over 10 months wages, poured out in one loving deed. It was right for that time to do, though they protested of the seeming waste. Though there is still the valid statement of: 'but there are people starving in the world' etc.
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  • orchidee

    I just noticed this in readings today - the woman GAVE over 300 pence worth of ointment in one go. Judas was happy to RECEIVE 30 pieces of silver for the cost of Jesus' life, whether he thought his betrayal would eventually lead to that or not.

  • Michael Edwards

    Great composition and metre

    • orchidee

      Thanks M.

    • Goldfinch60

      Good write.

      • orchidee

        Thanks G.



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