Palm Sunday, by Malcolm Guite

Now to the gate of my Jerusalem,
The seething holy city of my heart,
The saviour comes. But will I welcome him?
Oh crowds of easy feelings make a start;
They raise their hands, get caught up in the singing,
And think the battle won. Too soon they’ll find
The challenge, the reversal he is bringing
Changes their tune. I know what lies behind
The surface flourish that so quickly fades;
Self-interest, and fearful guardedness,
The hardness of the heart, its barricades,
And at the core, the dreadful emptiness
Of a perverted temple. Jesus come
Break my resistance and make me your home.

A few resources for Palm Sunday:

  1.  https://www.allageworshipresources.org/tag/palm-sunday/

2.

Messy Palm Sunday

3. https://re-worship.blogspot.com/2012/02/palm-sunday-worship-resource-index.html

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