The crumbs that spoke of broken bread,
remembered words that had been said,
the scattered fragments of a meal
had left them thinking, 'was this real'.
His flesh was torn, yes crucified,
it left them wond'ring, had he lied,
yet in another upper room,
he'd share again beyond that tomb.
Verses 2-3 follow
Tune: YE BANKS AND BRAES; MERTHYR TYDFIL
Metre: DLM
Andrew Pratt (born 1948)
Words © 1/8/2012 Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, England, www.stainer.co.uk.
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