Make space for Passover
So together we may eat
Where is the guest room,
Furnished and complete?
Ask and you’ll find it
The promise will be there fulfilled
Before My flesh is pierced
And My blood is spilled

How I have longed to eat
With you this Passover meal
For I won’t eat it again
Until it is fulfilled
In God’s kingdom;
Its fullness will be there revealed
Bread and wine will, in time,
Point to how you will be healed 

Why am I following this Rabbi ‘cross the land,
When I could be somewhere else?
Perhaps it’s curiosity, telling me
To see it for myself

But as I’m following, I cannot understand
How it really fits together
The targets of His woes and blessings seem to flow,
And change just like the weather;
He changes like the weather

Turn to the words of life eternal,
Learn to trust the Speaker
Search if you must, but cling to
The Voice you heard, and find your healing