Then Jesus said to them, “You will all fall away because of Me this night, for it is written, “I will strike down the shepherd and the sheep of the flock shall be scattered.” But after I have been raised, I will go ahead of you to Galilee.
Your flock has scattered often Lord
Driven apart by our fabricated Christs
Whose voices conflict and conspire
To fracture your body
And yet your flock has endured,
Held together through the darkness.
Nero, Hitler, Amin, Mao, Stalin
None could vanquish You,
Great Shepherd of the Sheep
Scattered and fractured
Yet woven from one cloth
Somehow, Your voice
Still sings hope
Still invites joy