Children, don’t
forget me.
I will soon be gone.
I came to stay with
you a while,
But now I’m moving
on.
I taught you
everything I could—
Gave all I have to
give;
And now I’m going to
the cross
To die that you may
live.
Come eat a little
bread with me;
Drink a little wine;
And I will live
inside your hearts;
And you will live in
mine.
This my body, this my
blood,
I freely give for
you;
Take them and
remember me
Every time you do.
Remember me.
Remember me.
I am leaving now,
And you’ll no longer see
Me in your presence physically;
But by the bread and wine
Know that I live inside your hearts
And that you live in mine.
Qoheleth 2012
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